"I would hate that too," She agreed, because she would and she'd feel bad about it and then she'd want to punch him again for guilting her and it would just be the start of a vicious vicious cycle that she did't want to start, at least not yet. Maybe in time if he annoyed her enough, but they didn't need that just yet. She sighed and nodded, right again. "He's not," She agreed, "His Barbara is still in a chair." That had been a particularly scary sort of thought, to have been stuck there, and for more than just the three years that she'd had herself, but for the rest of her life.
Still, even knowing he wasn't their Dick, it was difficult not to see him there too. He was so similar in so many ways, and she and Dick had been in such a good place lately. It was - well it was a distraction that she didn't need if they were going to try and get home again. Just like Jason could be too, he at least knew her, this version of her, and she loved him too, in the ways that he'd let her and that was fine.
She could just see this place making a mess of everything far too easily.
"You mean that wasn't a class Bruce taught you all?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at him but nodded, it seemed as good a plan of action as any they had right now - especially with Dick deciding there was no getting out of this.