Barbara fixed her hair, putting a brush through her locks as she looked at her computer. "You don't have to do this every night, Bruce. There are other-" Barbara was cut off by Bruce, just sighing as she rolled her eyes. "You're injured from last night, let me take care of this. I don't want to hear it, Babs out." She smirked slightly, turning off the comms and turning in her seat, getting up and pulling her costume out from a hiding spot. "It's just you and me girl." Barbara said to her suit before going to get changed. With Batman now out of commission and the others weirdly going no contact after awhile, Barbara made a promise to help Bruce more often. After she got done changing, she grabbed her gear and snuck out. Using her grapple, she stood on top of a building, looking over Gotham with that same smirk.