If Bruce had been any other man, he'd have rolled his eyes at the second text, and been livid at the third. He'd taken far too many years of needling from Ollie and Hal, in particular, to rise to the 'crazy as a damn bat' bait, but he did think that when Mia was released and back up to speed there would be time for extensive training.
Particularly dealing with cheap shots.
Ignoring the comm, Bruce dove at the man pinned on the wall, disabling with a sharp elbow to the head. Another came around the corner, and at the sight of the Batman, he took off. Bruce gave chase, grabbing the stumbling fool and forcing him to the ground, tying his feet together and sighing.
He'd have to call Auron at the NYPD for a pick up. But not until this woman had left.