[ Midnighter likes the dry humor. Hell, he's always liked the red bird well enough. Sure, he's not his older brother, but this one understands that murderers don't stop unless they are stopped permanently. ]
We're a fucked up breed.
[ His comment, however funny, gives off the impression that he may not know him. Midnighter's not positive—he doesn't have enough information stored in his data banks about Batman's redheaded step child to make a thorough calculation—the guy might just talk to everyone like this. ]
You coming down here, or am I coming up there, Red?
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We're a fucked up breed.
[ His comment, however funny, gives off the impression that he may not know him. Midnighter's not positive—he doesn't have enough information stored in his data banks about Batman's redheaded step child to make a thorough calculation—the guy might just talk to everyone like this. ]
You coming down here, or am I coming up there, Red?