Little did Bruce know, Terry had inherited his high tech suit of win from him in the future. But he wasn't about to give away everything. He'd given away more than enough already and could tell Bruce wasn't much a fan of knowing it before it happened. So he kept his mouth shut on the subject mostly. There were however a few blue prints left around the manor at times, but only because he knew that Bruce wouldn't be able to resist playing with that kind of technology (and he needed the refills on baterangs), but that was where the mostly part played in. He couldn't behave all the time. It wouldn't be natural.
Terry wasn't entirely checking her out physically. But it was obvious he had a little. Hey he was human, and male. It would be ten kinds of crazy not to check her out. A new vigilante in town,FEMALE vigilante, it was almost a requirement. He watched her carefully as she traded quips with Bruce and even shot a glance at Batman with a hint of amusement though hardly noticeable with full cowl. He tilted his head in curiosity and tried to figure them both out. Bruce didn't look amused by her so he just took from his cue and managed to stay somewhat quiet without even fidgeting for once. But it was hard to keep a straight face with her attitude.
The guy near his foot stirred and went to get up with Terry standing right over him. Didn't they ever know when to stay down? "Really?" He asked with a quirked eyebrow and landed a solid kick to the face. The gunman was out again and Terry crouched down to cuff him with silver thin but titanium strong handcuffs so he'd stay still. Hands behind his back and stomach on the ground. "As much fun as repeatedly kicking this guy in the face might be, can we wrap this up and move this little meet and greet to higher ground? Theirs nametags and cookies in it for everyone." Looking between the two cautiously.