Thank god, she thinks, although she almost expects something to leap out at them, but nothing does and she's soon standing and supporting the injured woman. The unsteady rubble is both reassuring and annoying, she's just glad that she's strong enough to easily support the woman's weight, and that Benji seems to be doing a good job of it as well.

The river, even changed as it is, helps her recognize exactly where they are and her brow creases in confusiom. How did she get to New York? And what the hell happened to the city? On the plus side, it seems to help dispell some of the intrusions from Steph's subconsciousness; Black Mask and her father should both be in Gotham, they can't get her here.

Her gaze snaps up to Benji at the question, almost surprised, "Black Mask. I can't- I can't let him get me again." It's hard to even say that much to a stranger, but she needs to explain why she's so scared, why it was so important that they get far away from that room.