"Accompany you where?" Damian started to ask but Laura had already started moving off.
Damian scowled. Since he'd been in Gotham he'd had more experience being casually dismissed but it still made him rankle every time. He walked through the bodies and retrieved his recorder. It was slick with blood but the rewind key still worked and Damian hit the play button to make sure the tape was intact. The recorder sparked to life, "'so called Red-Hood'. My initial'--" and Damian clicked it off and tucked it away.
He paused a moment in indecision, then turned and went after Laura. It was strictly academic curiosity. She was a formidable fighter and the most interesting thing about the evening thus far. "Where are you going?" he asked again, voice tinged slightly with impatience.