Zatanna didn't know Dick as well as some people did. But she'd always believed that there was a lot more to him than she knew, simply because that was true of most people. Few people knew her very well, either. She wasn't an easy person to get close to.
"It usually is, isn't it?" She arched an eyebrow and took another sip of the coffee, crossing her legs under the table. So far Kansas hadn't impressed her very much, but she was trying to keep an open mind.
"So far, yes," she told him, nodding a little as she watched him. "I heard about that. I also heard Harley Quinn killed him." She cocked her head to the side. "Still surprised by that, really."