Robin sat in one of the chairs on the construct, "I agree." He said "Please turn down the brightness." He was anlyzing files from Gotham at the moment, trying to pass time until they would arrive in Bialya. "Game pan, antern do you think you can hold this guy in one of your bubbles long enough for me to get some knock out gas working on him..." He thought about it for a second. "Actually, knock out gas probably won't work on him."