Imagine Olive realizing that she doesn’t have to end up like her mom, but she doesn’t have to be like Batman, either.
Imagine when Olive was little and the lights in her apartment got turned out because her mom couldn’t pay the electric bill. Sybil lights candles with her powers and says, “As long as I’m with you, you’ll always have light.”
Olive visits her mother’s grave about a year after her death. They didn’t find the body, so there’s just a tombstone with no one buried there. She lights some candles with her powers. Leaves a bouquet of flowers there. It’s dark out, but her mother is with her.
Batman, Olive realizes, is a creature of the darkness. But she can light a fire in her palm and hold it up to his face, allowing people to see him for what he really is. She can illuminate a room and make things a little less scary.
She is not Calamity. She is not Batman. But her mother is with her. And as long as that’s the case, there will be light in her life that she can share with everyone she encounters.