[After getting Jason into a hospital in Gotham, after helping with some more clean-up in Marvel, she returns home for the time being. And lots of people get messages.]
[locked to barbara g.]Hi. I'm back. I'm sorry. Are you okay?
[locked to jason t.]How ya feeling, slugger? The food kill you yet?
[locked to destiny.]You see. When I got back from that Marvel mess, I was gonna
be cute and bake you something, but I have no idea where to leave it.
[locked to selina k.]Hi, kitty cat. Make it out of there okay?
[locked to leo c.] [A sketch of
this, Batsignal, clear pops of color that this Gotham lacks, and all.] That's my Gotham. Well, the one where I grew up. My baby brother and I always said this city was too blue sometimes.
[locked to steve r.]Let me know if you guys need anymore help over there, okay? I'm popping back in Gotham, but I can be back there in a second.
[locked to bruce w.]Glad everything waited for us to leave for it to go to shit. So considerate like that.
[locked to eddie n.]You better not be dea I'm sure you don't even wanna tal [In the end, nothing posted.]