The last few days hadn't been the most interesting in terms of crimefighting, and the circus thing wasn't exactly the top of his list for enjoyment either. So when he sees a familiar figure flying over the rooftops, he can't help the slow grin that spreads across his face.
This at least was usually fun.
And he's off, racing over the rooftops to catch up to her, until he's swinging right along side the foxy thief.
"How's the usual nighttime stroll?"
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