Inwardly, Dinah deflated at the confirmation that Dr. Crane was in. The only thing working in her favor was that the receptionist hadn't asked for her name. At least seh had the element of surprise going for her. That was something, right?
She followed the hallway as directed and knocked on the door.
She remained calm, her stance relaxed. But any trained eye could see that underneath the calm exterior, her muscles were starting to tense for a fight. Unfortunately, when it came to the Scarecrow, there was more to worry about than simply physical punches.
Her comm link was on her, and she lightly touched it, a little reassurance. She would call for backup if she needed to. But she just hoped that she didn't need to. With any lucky, the conversation would go more smoothly since the doctor seemed to be keeping up appearances at the Asylum for now.