Guy pulled a face of confused annoyance at the little blonde before sighing and shaking his head. This place was crazy, insane, made Arkham look like a nice vacation spot kind of crazy. Guy was really in no mood for any of it. He was in even less mood for weird little girls running around hurting people and then acting all uppity about it.
"Alright blondie bear, I don't know what your babbling about or what kinda crazy you've got leaking out of your head, but you're going to have to come with me while we find some kind of authority on this planet that can decide what, exactly, needs to be done with you."
'Begone'? Did the crazy chick in fetish gear just tell him to begone? Did she just call him a Mage?
... Yeah, crazy like J'onn without his Chocos. A large green hand, taking the shape of a policeman's signal to STOP! moved from Guy's ring to stop in front of Buffy's walking form. It was large enough to make walking around it very annoying, especially as it would adjust itself from side to side if she tried to do just that.
"Look lady. I don't know what your goal is tonight, or who you think I am, or who you think you are for that matter, but I ain't just going to let you wander off down the road looking for more victims to put your boogie-boogie on, even if this isn't my universe. That wouldn't be very hero-y of me now would it?"