The Bat dropped off the ledge and approached the woman, helm tilted ever so slightly. The movements were slow and deliberate. The gun had been put away in the short distance.
"You do not 'need' me. I am not your Batman. I am the City's Batman, not yours. I will help your League, but that is all I can offer now." Zoe wasn't looking for another crew to lose, not at the moment anyway. Alfred had told her of the League, some of it anyway. She had seen some of the files. She knew that Batman was part of it, but that was Bruce Wayne. She didn't feel right joining.