Lysandra's smile fades a little into an expression of confusion the more Ray speaks. Now she absolutely wants to dig through the pocketses of his Hobbitses, but there are more important things to attend to. Her free hand goes up towards her chest, fingers fluttering a bit like she's parsing through papers.

"Erm, begging all pardons, my dear doe, but I do believe I have heard of those names. Kal-El, John Stewart, and... Oh goodness, I think Harleen and Pamela? They're a bit further along and there's so many names to remember from his particular rogues gallery." Rough hands. Seemingly intimate knowledge of Batman himself. Lysandra licks her lips and nods. "I understand if you don't wish to answer this question, but are you a bird or a bat?"