It hadn't been entirely coincidental that Lex had tried to buy him a truck, even if that had gone over poorly with his father. Still, he had the idea that the car was a very Batman thing, which sort of made it not his business... and it also kinda disturbed him that he'd been even more interested in it when he'd been cursed. But if he were over there, at least he wouldn't have to watch Bruce watching him. "Thanks," he said, moving around the remains of the hat and heading towards the car.