It wasn't the first time that Dinah had gone out on her own and she would have pointed that out, but she got that Arkham was different. After all, the last time she'd been there she'd been shot in the stomach and had only survived due to very literal Divine Intervention.
She attempted to catch his gaze and held it once she had it.
"Yes, I got my answers. Dr. Jonathan Crane, aka the Scarecrow is in the City and he's running his fear toxin experiments on the inmates at the asylum. And there's a teenage criminal by the name of Enigma running around too."
She held out her hand for the take-out food.
"I didn't get the chance to eat, thank you."
Her tone was a little short. This was perhaps their first actual fight since she'd moved in together, and she didn't like it. Not that anyone ever liked fights, but it wasn't a good feeling to spend half a day immersed in nightmares and then come home to a lecture because she'd screwed up. She already realized she'd made a bad choice and was angry enough with herself over it. She didn't need him angry too.