Her tongue pressed against the back of her teeth as she fought a smirk. She knew an offer to lift him to the penthouse would be met with a playful resistance. She decided it would be best for them both if she followed. "I will come with you."
She walked with him in quiet contemplation, deciding the best way to inform him on her absence and how he would handle such information. There were few things her dark friend did not know, but this secret had been too closely guarded by forces out of reach to fall to even Batman. The struggles of her family could wait, she would fill the emptiness of conversation with a few concerned questions of her own.
"Your...companions, are they well?" Bruce had acquired quite a family and a following. She did not know who still roamed Gotham or which of the heroes of the city saw him as mentor, father, or hindrance. She expected the answer to be short, but it would give her peace of mind to know which of the company he kept were still active and willing to fight in Batman's never ending war.