Batman snarled. He's had his fair share of rough nights out on the job, but right now he's fighting to keep his own morals in check right now. He'd like to take a batarang and slice Simon's throat. Leave him on the ground to die nice and slowly. But no. He settled for knocking his head up against the desk...he'll be out for awhile...and he'll have a damn good headache when he wakes up. "C'mon," he walked over to Cait and without warning, picked her up in his arms. "You've been poisoned. I'm getting you out of here."
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