doesn't look up from the cape he's stitching Grayson, if you fall and break your neck, I'm not signing the hospital paperwork.

swings gently, upside down, grinning That's the thing, B—I don't break. I bounce.

sprawled on the Batmobile's hood, tossing a knife idly Bounce off the floor, maybe. You're gonna crack your skull like an egg.

mumbles without lifting his head from the console The data anomaly is... it's not an anomaly. It's a pattern. A repeating one. Every 47 hours...

ignores everyone, holding a small bat in his cupped hands Father, this one has a broken wing. It requires medical attention.

descending with a silver tray, tea service clinking softly I do hope everyone is aware that it is past two in the morning, and that Master Bruce has a board meeting at eight.

snorts He'll cancel it.

I won't cancel it.

You'll cancel it.

sets down the needle, finally looks up ...I might cancel it.

sets the tray down on a nearby crate, begins pouring Indeed. Now, who requires bandages, and who requires tea? I find the two are not mutually exclusive.

blinks Oh. Hey. Didn't hear you come down.