"Can't rely on my help? Someone's having a tantrum, it seems...Aw."

"I'm plenty help when and where I'm needed and where I decided I'm needed. You put on a nice show, you talk up a good game, sure. Anyone would go for it."

"Petty theft and jewels are a passtime long behind me. This cat runs with the big dogs now and they just can't seem to catch up."

"Because in just a blink of an eye — I'm gone."

"That so? And what does your idea of fun entail exactly? As for me getting bored, you'll find that I'm capable of entertaining myself. No host necessary."

"Sounds like a hell of a ride and yet here you are."

"Clown revolution.. Wow. That's something you don't hear everyday."

"Whatever's more amusing."

"Fun? Right -- then catch me up to speed, won't you? On this...supposed fun."

"Given the vast majority of you so-called Batmans I've been running into as of late? If I tried to keep tabs on all of you I wouldn't have time for myself."

"Every corner stands some new Bruce Wayne these days."

"Did it--? And why do you say that?"

"Something's coming. I just know it. Now the question begs on whether or not I care to stick around to find out."

"It's been quiet -- which is surprinsing for the streets of Gotham. Amd generally means something's soon to come.."

"Best not to get comfortable."

// fox riddler you will always hold a special place in my heart.

// No because I loooove his nose

He's my lil baby boy

[ The way he began to ramble from such a simple gesure would have her lips curl to a smirk, a single digit tracing along the edges of his jaw. ]

You're cute...

I'd hate to break you on accident, but maybe just maybe you really can handle it.

Don't let me down.

A slow raised brow.

"Selina or cat will suffice."

// Beau wasted no time fndjdnskd

<— Would & could still take said creature.

"What I have, what we have back home— my home, is just another old flame. It won't be as it used to because it can't be."

"Just because you bear the name and the title of the Bat, doesn't mean I'm inclined to sink claws into you. We don't have that connection."

"The pull? If we happen?"

"These are rather presumptuous insinuations you're making on baseless grounds." Her eyes met with his, her expression serious, though she'd only laugh at his words.

"Is that how you think this works? That across every universe I find my way to you and...what?" ++

"That's not for me to decide, but I can't stop you from making that choice either. She is, in one way or another, your mother. Though, I'm going to assume there are several key differences."

"I will say she doesn't need more heartache."

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"She is. She's a good woman, a strong woman who cares about her son and cares about others. Even the rambunctious, troublesome orphan girl who spent many a nights crashing on her couch."

"She deserves more than the world has given her, that's for damn sure."

"My Bruce never did seem the type to have kids, but looks alone tell me you're older anyway. Still has a soft spot for them— Me? I find them to be a nuisance."

"And they're vigilantes? It's neverending..."

"I'm really going to need to start numbering you all to keep track of."

"Yes, Martha, but it's my understanding majority of you are without her. Without either parent, and I'm sorry for that."

A crease in her forehead when brows came together, her mouth tilting to a sideways slant.

"The old geezer's a butler here—? Now that's something to laugh at. As for kids."

"No thanks. You can keep those to yourself, moneybags. I don't know what your Cat's like, but I hate kids."

"What now—"