"The inmates were probably kept inside, as well." Batman paused in front of display. Alfred had grown quiet. This place, not that he'd been there probably, but it reminded him of Barbara, of all the ones who'd come and gone. Zoe understood, not that she ever had to deal with multiple versions of her people, but she understood being left behind.
"Are you thinking of using the Tower again?" Batman looked at the Black Canary. She was young.
"Madam, may I suggest that you not tell her what she should or shouldn't do?" Alfred probably understood these crime fighters better than anyone, whether he'd met them personally or not. Zoe wanted to kill the comms, but she didn't know when she might need him again.