"You need a clear head and a rested body," she quipped back quickly before smiling gently at him. "As brilliant as the technology in your suit was, I don't think we're going to be reproducing that in this decade. You're going to need more training before we send you back out there, because Kevlar and latex aren't going to give you the same upper hand your suit did and we need you safe."
Babs managed a laugh, finally taking her hand from his shoulder. "And we're going to have to find you a spare something that's not in red, green, and yellow," she said, still smiling. She hardly thought that Terry would appreciate going from Batman to Robin in one fell swoop. "I might have something of Dick or Steph's laying around. When the Clocktower came over from Gotham all of my things were here.
"But we can worry about that far from now," she said. "For now, or at least soon, I'm thinking Xanax and half an Ambien. I have ice cream in the kitchen and you can have control of the TV remote."