The Bat watched the criminal. The would be criminal, the definite criminal. It didn't matter; this one wasn't to be trusted, and it was now up to the Bat to find out what might be going on.
"Find me something." Zoe hissed at the voice. No matter how much she wanted to put this Bane down now, she couldn't. She couldn't shoot a man in the back for doing something she had done. Walking out of a building after being incarcerated...
"Still searching."
With a soft growl that thankfully wasn't transmitted outside the helmet, the Bat looked to the BatMule hovering still above. Too much would be given away if Bane was shot with a tracer, but...
"Follow him with whatever we got," she demanded. They could keep track of the gorram felon from elsewhere as long as he kept in sight. Zoe had a feeling he wouldn't stay out in the open long. Rather than chase after him, the Bat was soon in the BatMule. Bane got the last word, but then this Bat didn't really care about getting the last word. Just wanted to get the job done.