Preferably one never had to see a bush-cicle. Unfortunately she'd seen plenty of icicles of different kinds living in Gotham. She wasn't really interested in seeing more.

"They don't. There aren't enough of us here for there to be a proper economy. C'mon." She turns to lead the way to the inn, but slowly. They were kind of relying on Selina to keep the mice at bay, and that was difficult when there was more than one person.