She let out a small laugh and moved onto her knees kneeling before the young girl. “Just remember, real arrows only get shot at bad guys, alright?” 

A faint smirk crossed Roy’s face. “You know, I keep hearing horror stories about Gotham’s criminal underground, but so far you all just seem so friendly.” She raised an eyebrow and cocked her head. “Be honest, you say that to all the vigilantes don’t you?”

    "...Sorry."

             "-- What are you thinking of dressing as for Halloween?" 

             "-- You alright? You look a little lost." 

         ”Oh yeah, you really told him, didn’t you?”