Duela sniffles and rubs at her face, unintentionally proving that her family buys good-quality water-resistant makeup but it is makeup that makes her that pale. "I... I'll be ok. But... I'd like it if you stayed, at least a little longer."

Numb shock and running, so much running, the Bat... no, Owl, need to keep it straight now, need to remember where/when she is at the moment... hot on their trail. Can hear him catching up, no matter how sneaky he is... footfalls and swish of cape fabric. Next to her as well. Move your ass, bird-boy... dead end... only one option. "Close your eyes." She'd never done this with anyone watching, and now wasn't the time to experiment. Hah, there's a joke... she'd never taken anyone with her, either.

"What?"

"Do it. Trust me."

And he had. She heard the Owl drop down to ground level, thinking he'd cornered his prey... and then the footfalls and sounds of his costume vanished before he rounded the corner, as she grabbed Talon's arm and rounded another sort of corner and reality bent and changed. She looked up to see the Bat-Signal in the patch of Gotham's cloudy sky that could be seen from the dead-end alley and knew they were safe for now. "Ok, you can look."

Talon was practically squirming wanting to before she'd given the all-clear. Of course he'd noticed the missing sounds of pursuit too. And then he looked up. "What the hell is that?"