Every time you ran into The Bat, you could swear those cowl ears of his had grown taller. At first, they seemed reasonable - subtle, even - but now? Now they looked like six-inch antennae reaching for the heavens.

You couldn’t figure it out. Was this some elaborate psychological tactic? A deliberate choice to throw off anyone who noticed? Or was it just your brain playing tricks on you? Either way, it was impossible to ignore.

And as he stood there now, looming in that brooding way of his, it wasn’t the menacing glare or the threat of broken bones that had your attention. No, it was the ears. The absurd, towering ears. They were just… so distracting.