It's vaguely reminiscent of looking into a mirror and seeing your ten year old self, only a boy with surprisingly strong features and the snippy attitude of a fully grown cat.

She leans against the table behind her, setting her coffee down on it. Reaching up, she removes her sunglasses so she can get a better look at him. She hadn't bothered with the Waynes since helping Batman save the boy and their butler but old curiosity is creeping back up. What did that zombie-like Batman want with him in the first place?

"Thought you were going to be on a plane somewhere. It didn't work out?" half-amused she is but the other half is interested to know because of Nill.