There's a very long pause. Tim Drake-Wayne, huh? It made sense. There were only so many Gotham natives that she knew of in New Moore, after all, and it fit him following her better than any other explanation. But then - she frowned, thinking back. How interested he'd been in her knowing Dick.

Dick, who'd said We'll laugh about this someday, who smiled at her in the hallways like he already knew her. Who moved with the same assurance as Robin, if you were only looking for it. Who had become the ward of Bruce Wayne not long before Robin showed up. Bruce Wayne, richest man in the city and notorious socialite and - Batman. He was Batman. Holy shit.

"Yes," she says slowly. "Yes, I guess it does." She can't hold back her sudden laugh. "So that's what he meant. And the -" Shaking her head, she grins. "Your adopted brother is a troll. Sorry I can't do anything so dramatic to convince you. But I can promise I'll do whatever I can to help get everyone home."