"Thanks, but I'd rather not know," she grumbles, feeling very much like a student caught in misbehavior. She isn't Oracle's student anymore. She doesn't want to be. She just wants to be, god help her, normal. Or at the very least safe.

She sets the cards down so Babs can see she was right. Then she draws the next six cards.

"Next time I'm in the bunker I'm going for bird shape again. That was fun."