"I doubt it." The Bat was already moving from one out of the way platform to another. Some might call it cowardice; others would call it using brain instead of brawn. The Bat, this Bat, knew that it would take everything in the suit and person inside the suit to last long enough to get a fatal blow if it came to hand to hand anything. There was nothing proud in dying from stupidity.
"No one's attacking yet either. Of course, history what it is, you've done more than your fair share of damage." Lights moved with the Bat. This was a place for possible second chances; just some people were less deserving of that second or third or even fourth chance. Some people needed to be stopped right where they were.
"So, why don't you share your plan? Get it over with." Villains did like to tell the Bat exactly how they'd bested him, before he put them away somehow. A slight tick, just a small move, and Zoe was talking directly to Alfred or whatever the Oracle had left behind - nothing like a comms that allowed for more private conversations.
"Start looking for--"
"Already searching for possible Bane related crimes."
"What's your perfect crime this time?" Back to the villain at hand and that particular conversation. The Bat did need more information. Just shooting on sight while rewarding to a degree wasn't always wise.