Hayley's fingers glided over the surface of the cape for another couple passes before his last words forced her attention to snap back to him. Her eyes lifted and she stared. For as obvious as the information he was presenting should be, there was something about hearing it confirm it like that that surprised her. Bart seemed obvious. Mark too. She doubted the Bat Man did, but Jason had left her a house and some equipment.

"What's the difference between caring about someone and trusting them?" She asked evenly as she withdrew her hand from his cape, bringing it back into her lap. "And if you're seriously that eager to keep me out of harm's way, wouldn't teaching me those skills be better?"

It was easy to mistake his concern for safety as an unwillingness to teach her combat skills. She was, after all, a teenage girl and Bart and Clark both seemed more than eager to try to keep her locked up in her suite rather than let her close to anything potentially dangerous.