"I'm just-" Whatever she was going to say to defend her totally appropriate and dramatic monologuing, it's gone at the first sound of trouble. Barely five steps into Rapture and everything goes to hell.

Batgirl runs over then leans to examine her head as best she can in the dim light. Not too much bleeding, thank God, but unconscious is not a good thing.

"It's time to go back up." Pulling gauze from her belt, she tucks it against the wound gently. "We'll go ahead of you, make sure it's stable enough."