He staggered, hands reaching for support that he wouldn't find, but Ivy's vines snapped around his arms and kept the hero from falling as his legs fumbled and his eyes rolled. A fleeting giggle escaped her as he had stumbled, but Ivy lifted a gloved hand to hush it and watched closely as the potency of her blossoms took hold of his psyche. Where he went there was no way for her to know, but the trama in his struggling body and contorted face told her that, whatever it was, the sight behind his eyes was overwhelming. He mumbled and Poison Ivy took a few steps towards him, trying to hear what he said should he speak again, but this brought her dangerously close to the Dark Knight, and so concerned with what he might say she was unprepared for the loud bellow and swift right hook that made contact with her slender jaw.<br/><br/>It was Ivy's turn to stumble as Batman landed his punch. Her gripping vines and his altered state making the blow less than what it should have been, but more than Ivy's ego would have liked. Regaining her footing, she shook her head, running a hand along her tender face and sneered. "Didn't your mother teach you not to hit girls? Or did daddy just teach you it was okay?" He lurched forward again, this time the coils around his arms doing a better job at keeping him subdued, but his restrained attempt didn't stop her from gracefully executing a kick that rounded to strike his face in much the same place he had hit hers.<br/><br/>"And here I thought you were a gentleman," she scorned as her plants positioned his torso to straighten and whipped his legs just behind his knees, sending the Dark Knight to kneel at her feet. The tip of her boot lifted, hooking beneath his chin to elevate his eyes as her own peered down at him with nothing short of prideful disgust. "I was being a pleasant hostess, and this is how you thank me? Such terrible manners, Batman," Ivy continued to taunt him with her honeysuckle voice, her fingers coming to tightly grip his chin replacing the support of her foot. "There's a darkness in you, I can see it in those deep brown eyes of yours. Such a hero. Such a gallant Bat. Such a disappointment. I will weed out what haunts you, Dark Knight, and when I do, you'll wish you had listened to me better."<br/><br/>Releasing her hold of his face with a jerk, Poison Ivy took a step back as the vines around his arms began to wither. There must have been something on his suit, he had prepared for her living minions so it appeared and realizing this, she was intelligent enough to be safe rather than sorry. "You're just full of unwanted surprises aren't you?" She scowled, securing a hold on the leafy rope that descended at her side. "This isn't over, Batty, but until next time do enjoy your trip." With these words the plant she held on to lifted her, but not before Ivy managed one last blow to his face with the side of her boot. "Kisses, Batman," she blew a snarky kiss from her gloved hand. "We'll be seeing each other again soon."