"Hey," he said with a scolding look, "Man Wonder now. Eh, that doesn't sound so great, does it?" He laughed helplessly. He reached out to brushed her ponytail away from her neck, a gentle gesture, perhaps meant to remind her that he was here to comfort as much as anything.
"I talked to Bruce," he said. "He told me twelve times that it couldn't be the Joker, then he shoved me on my way. I think he intends to do this like he does everything: alone. But if I tried to pull something like that? He'd never put up with it."