She has no way to tell if it's teenage blustering or objective fact; either way, she inclines her head. "Glad I could save you the energy, then."

That kind of compromise and assurance comes easy - well, it does when it's a young girl and not a grown man who can't deal with being saved by a woman. Giving her some actual answers, that's trickier, and a frustrated grimace twists her lips.

"I'm Batgirl. I protect Gotham City, which doesn't actually exist here." It freaks her out more than a little. "As for what here is - I think it's a different version of Earth? But I don't know how we got here, or why. I've been trying to figure it out, in between..."

She gestures vaguely towards the empty space where the crowd had been. "Dealing with criminals and idiots."

She wants to ask the same thing - who are you, what can you do, what can I do - but that can wait.