She nodded. "Yeah, don't worry about it. We'll be fine." Granted, it would take her a long time to replace the amount of money she'd taken. The first thing she'd done when she'd arrived in LA had been to buy the incredibly tricked out laptop she toted around in her bag now. And she'd been putting herself up in a schway hotel until Peter had offered her a job. Max didn't actually know how much money she'd been skimming from people's accounts in the beginning, but she decided that mentioning that to Terry probably wasn't the best idea. He seemed skeptical enough already.
"C'mon, there's a pizza place down this way," she interjected, realising that they'd arrived at the proper cross section. She slipped his arm through his. "I didn't just... put myself in danger or anything to meet them. I got here and I was freaking out. They were the only names I recognised, even if they were seriously decades old. It was either that or just sitting around and freaking out. Diana's really nice and once I told her I sorta did some sidework for Batman, she wanted to meet me. Also, man, it's awesome, I've got a vid link inside Lex Luthor's mansion." That was a name from the history books alright. He was long gone in their time.
When he brought up his dad, Max frowned just slightly. She didn't want to look like she completely disapproved. He was a his dad, after all. She understood why he would come to mind. But she was also a student of science fiction and she knew what always happened when these odd time conundrums happened. No one ever left happy.
"I don't even think there's a Gotham here, Terry," she said gently. "Or a Metropolis, for that matter. Your dad might not be here and if he's not you don't have to worry about the Joker... you know." She trailed off, reaching up to push some hair away from her face. "I don't want to say he's not your problem, because you're Batman and I know how you'd react to that. But... don't make it personal before it has to be."