[Bart hugs him back, clinging desperately for a few moments before pulling himself together, at least a little. Not because he needs to look tough, but because there's no point in falling apart right now. The job could resume at any time.]

I've got some scouts out keeping an eye on things. Red Hood will be on the warpath as soon as we're in the clear, which will be a problem, but not really one of mine.

But picking up the pieces...I don't know a better thing to start with than proper cocoa. The Bat-butler makes an amazing version, but I doubt I could do the same without help.