Terry was passing by when Babs said his name, and he quirked a brow at the new girl that had arrived. "Talkin' about me?" Then he heard you've gotta be kidding and that pretty much confirmed it. He shouldn't be annoyed, and normally he wouldn't be. Because he didn't care what anyone thought. What the league thought, what Diana Prince had thought when she first met him. None of them. But that was when he was able to do something, to show them that he was Batman. Right now he was just Terry McGinnis, right now he was just a confused teenager with his world spinning backwards.
"..Yeah, you're talking about me." He tried to keep a neutral face when he said that and folded his arms. "Looks like I'm not the new kid on the block anymore, who's she?" He glanced at Barbara forcing curiosity rather than annoyance. He was looking better than he had in the days past. Walking around on his own, not relying on pain medication, eating. He was getting healthier physically at least. Mentally...he was dealing.