He narrowed his eyes at her chastisement. He didn't really care much about animals either way normally, but cats did have kind of a different meaning to them, and he felt surprised at his jealousy that she was keeping the kitty all to herself.

"I don't care," he muttered. "I just wanna go home. I hate this fakey double Gotham." All he wanted right then was Alfred, to go home to his Gotham, his house, his cave.