"Do you mean to say that it's happened more than once?" His focus shifts away from her, out over the city. It's mostly done as an indication that the answer is somewhat inconsequential. In reality, it's anything but. He's already decided she's a vigilante. Her attitude and demeanour suggest someone who at the very least doesn't kill people indiscriminately, though that one's always tricky and he fully acknowledges the fact that his conclusion may be... incomplete.

"Mm? Oh, yes. Likewise. I think I'd prefer a chance encounter in New York, but a rooftop on the back of a mystical turtle is a close second."