The man was fast, Bruce would give him that. Inhumanly fast and persistent, able to keep up when most others would have lost him. He might have even won honestly, though Bruce was far from exhausted when he stopped, waiting for him to reach the roof.
"Impressive," he commented, arms folded over his chest as he surveyed his pursuer from head to toe. He didn't look like he'd be able to keep up, but he obviously could.