He was batman, it was going to take him a lot more than an act to slip past Terry's psychopath radar.
"What...are you..." Did he want to know? His voice trailed off and he frowned. Gripping the tiny weapon with a black gloved hand.
It was sharp and dangerous, enough to do enough damage to disable his current targets with little effort should they not be nimble enough to move away from it. It was released from his hand and cut through the air towards him.
"Do you even know who you're dealing with old timer?" Hey, he got called kid enough by Wayne..it was all fair game now with the name calling.