[ It seems today is the day they both let slip weird things that don't fit their image. He gently lifts a hand across his lips in a not too subtle attempt to disguise amusement at her awkwardness words, both the spontaneous repeat of someone else's catchphrase and her difficulty in explaining what exactly Kite Man's deal was. ]

Well. I'll be sure to be gentle with him should we cross paths then.

[ Or at least, Otto's version of gentle.

Otherwise, he agrees to move on. He can't think he can pick apart her breaks of character and not expect her to do the same.

Oh wait, he totally can think that, he's Otto. ]

Now, where were we- Oh yes.

[ He repeats his clenched fist and dramatic stance but instead yells- ]

Batwoman, hell yeah!

[ The fist uncurls to a soft nose boop and a gentle smile light on smugness and heavy on playfulness. ]