"Wayne almost grounded me the last time I brought it back in un-schway condition." He shuddered "scary sight. Never saw him raise his voice until then." He thought as he scratched his chin and shrugged. "He's right though, chicks dig the plane." He grinned and pressed a button on the under side of his wrist that lit up red for half a second, and the plane lowered behind him. There was a homing device in his wrist cuffs. Being a human child wasn't easy street either. Terry would know, he spent a few months of his younger years in Juvenal Hall. Always getting into fights, having extra energy. Mixing with gangs, oh he did have a colorful background.
"Guess we goodguy types gotta stick together. Otherwise theres just no hope." This was one city he might not be able to fix all on his own, and he was prepared to accept that so long as Superman and others were around. Almost prepared anyway, he was still trying to process the fact that everyone knew he was batman. "Mus be a bitch to keep a secret identity in this town.." He muttered as the thought crossed his mind and his voice held a hint of humor.