She laughed again. "No, underwear on the outside. Dick wasn't overly fond of that look either once he got to your age and I think I have one of his spare Nightwing suits. You'll fill it out well." She wouldn't have handed that suit over to just anyone. Not Dick's suit.
She grasped below her chair's armrest to where she could feel her two Eskrima sticks sitting in their hiding spot. With little finagling she pulled both of them out, and held them up so Terry could see them. "He uses these most of the time. Sometimes a nunchuck, but mostly these. It might not be a bad idea for you to learn. After you're in better shape.
"For now though, my promise stands." Babs slipped the weapons back into their hiding place before beckoning for Terry to follow her off the ledge. "Come on. Inside now."