[She blinks first, then lets out a loud and sharp laugh, nearly a cackle. She glances at her hostage and considers the merit of killing him right now just to prove a point, then she turns back to Batman.

That's a very bad track to take with her, considering how... deeply unstable she is in the face of feeling threatened.]

I don't think you're in any position to be making threats, Wayne.

I was going to, you know. I'm not an idiot, selling him off to his bosses would piss off the Society and the Alliance, and that's a lot more work than I'm willing to take. But I dunno, man, you're kind of inspiring me.

Fair warning, though... if you touch me, I might just level the whole building. Try a different approach, maybe. [Was she trying to be slightly better? Yes. Is she willing to instantly throw it away out of pure spite? Also yes.]