Greta understands the way this world works, because it's the same way that every world works. There are people who are normal, like her, and there are people who are more. And whatever wistful fantasies she might privately entertain, she knows what she can reasonably expect from the mores. They'll go about their exciting lives, and she'll go about her less exciting life, and their paths will never cross.

To say that she is surprised when a full-fledged superhero drops from the sky (or a balcony, which is close enough by her reckoning) to save her from something as pedestrian as a mugging is an understatement.

"Um," Greta stammers, eyes wide and knuckles white as she grips onto her bag and stumbles back against the nearest wall. It's Iman Asadi. With the metal arm and everything! She's not sure if she should be thrilled by the rescue or mortified that a hero as famous as Iman is--is stooping to this, and in her uncertainty, lets out a completely ridiculous, "Be careful!"

As if she won't. As if she hasn't got this completely under control.