Selina had been momentarily distracted by the last time she had interacted with Batman and how he had so coolly shrugged her gratitude off. What kind of hero batted a traumatized young woman away like a fly? Left her to find her own way home, confused and frightened? She hadn't anticipated the batarang, and let out a sharp hiss when it connected, briefly with her shoulder.<br/><br/>The Catwoman's reflexes were sharp as ever, however and she let her body flow with the force of the weapon, an easily executed backflip giving her enough of a stretch to catch the fascinating contraption. She landed with fluidity that only a feline could make look like the most natural thing in the world, a quick look at her shoulder inspecting the damage to her suit mostly.<br/><br/>"That wasnt very nice. What have I done that is criminal?" She asked with a mock pout, her grip tightening the handle of her whip as she kept it ready should he come at her. She hoped he would.<br/><br/>Selina had a short and hot temper, and as she stared at the bat it began to run over her in droves-her weight shifting from one foot to the other, her teeth slightly bared from the menacing curl of her crimson lips. "You ruined my favorite suit..."