"I don't have any other word for it." More than human was close enough, but not terribly catchy - and physiologically, Schuldig was human. "Because it's my job."
The thought and the flash of movement as Batman punched out were enough to send him jumping backwards, but he'd been too close to get away completely; the fist tagged him as he was still moving. He knew it wasn't as hard as the man could hit - wouldn't have been even if he'd stood there and taken it, you just had to look at him to know that - but it still hurt, and Schuldig did not like being hurt when it wasn't in play. He landed a few feet away, tensed to move again, his eyes fixed on Batman's, most of the playfulness gone from them. "This is a new game."