She sensed the emotion, but never sensed the person creating them until she was among them. Anger, irritation, and a something that bit like the taste of metal. She took a silent step back from the two, distancing from the new cacophony of emotions that collided between the two. In her body language, she became bereft of the tells of emotion, blockading her own from rising in response. Instead she observed them, sensing without absorbing. Uncertainty, hurt turned bitter, remorse, and...
Oh.
She tilt her head again, that slow curious motion as she observed their interactions. She looked over Batgirl's costume. It would serve its purpose well. The bat costume was meant to evoke fear in enemies, something it accomplished well. She pulled her shoulders in, letting the cloak drop over the front of her frame.
"Robin the first." She was being polite to not use first names just yet. Raven was the only name she had been given, so it bothered her little to use it, but for others... the life outside the cape was different. She had pondered attempting such a life, but it had been unnecessary. Before. "Is he well?" Still carefully checking her emotions.