Batman turned around, one hand still on his utility belt as he'd been preparing to leave. "You want one?" It wasn't such a big thing and he supposed it was something he could give easily enough. He could even understand why someone might want to do it, though it had long since ceased to be special or even particularly fun to him. It was just business, an alternative way of traveling the city. But Schuldig wouldn't necessarily be the first not to see it that way.