Squints at him. Sternly.

“Hmph. I suppose nothing.”

“!” She was right! “So you /do/ bring girls here!”

“You should stop. It would be frightening if Batman caught you and embarrassing as well.”

Now she’s looking at him with a glare. “Bart, please stop talking.”

“Quit while you’re ahead.” She says while humming.

“Odd to say but I miss Terra. I hope she is well.”

Throws a starbolt at him.

“Which kind of fruit?”

“Starbolt fight!” She says flinging a starbolt at the reader.

You’re welcome.

“Oh that’s definitely not tasteful but I see the similarities.”

Taxes? Couldn’t be her either.

Earth’s notion where you have to pay that extra bit for the militia and what other ridiculous items the government buys is… just absurd.

“I have yet to Christmas shop! Maybe I should buy everyone mustard? Everyone loves mustard.”

“Do you need help? You know I enjoy helping I’m Gotham.”

“A truck. That is what will hit her.” Literally. Kory hits like a truck.

Perhaps if he had mustard he would sleep well.

“It has been quiet. Easy. I cannot complain. The Titans are all off doing their own thing. I am enjoying this moment of peace. How are you?” She says pacing her way towards him. Eyes avert to the large glass view that is behind the tv.

“Christmas with the Titans.”