The momentum of his kick hitting nothing but air thrust Batman forward and slightly off balance. He did manage to not hit the ground thankfully, though he definitely came close. The cape flowed behind him while his arms went straight out to help with the balance. He initially flinched from the sound of her whip cracking as well, the one that took her to freedom. He watched her carefully as she landed close to him, and circled him like a predator stalking its prey. That was supposed to be his job.<br/><br/>Usually stoic and calm Batman was full of emotion. Disappointment for his lack of success on the strike, nervousness from her lack of fear, and wonder about who she was. All of them ate at him and he wondered how he was going to be successful against a woman who could keep him occupied in this way. There was of course the physical attraction to the woman as well, but that was not something he wanted to focus on, and pushed it out for now.<br/><br/>His fists balled up as he followed the woman in her circling pattern. He timed her skipping, but made a slight miscalculation as his fist jutted out toward her, slicing through the air. His right hand collided with her right shoulder, his intention was to hit her face, and his left fist came hooking around toward her head. Due to the fact that he had hit the wrong target, and in part because she was a woman, he took a bit of power off of his swinging fist which also meant it was slower.