Batman was perched on the spire of the Wayne Enterprise building, looking down on the city. He heard the faint rustle of a cape behind him and didn't need to turn around to see who it was.

"Just because myself and the rest of us rejoined the League does not mean you and I are on speaking terms."

"I came to apologize," Superman said, settling down next to him. Batman scowled. All the red and blue was going to give away his position.

"I'd had better be good. And quick. There's only a few hours of night left."

Superman stifled a sigh. "I'm sorry. We were wrong. I honestly convinced myself that it was the right thing to do, that I was helping you, and I know that's no excuse."

"I just..." he continued. "I value your friendship."

Batman looked at him. "That was a cheesy line, even for you, Kent."

"I'm serious," Clark said.

"I suppose it's nice to have a contact in Metropolis," Batman said, which was about the closest he would come to returning the sentiment.

"So I'm forgiven?" Superman gave him the big-eyes look.

"You're on probation," Batman took a pair of miniature binoculars out of his belt and zoomed in on a possible crime in the street below. "Though if it helps, you really aren't as meek as you all acted without your powers."

"Thanks, I think."

"I took a closer look at that device the primate duo used to stop your powers. It interfered with the electrical impulses in the brain of the Leaguers, effectively eliminating their ability to call on their powers."

"Okay…"

"I think it also influenced your personality slightly."

Superman chuckled softly.

"I don't see what's humorous about the situation," Batman readied a grappling chord and mentally counted how many batarangs he had. In the street, two teenagers prepared to break into an electronics shop.

Superman smiled. "We convinced ourselves that you'd all be safer outside the League, without having to combat supervillians. Then we get attacked, and you're the ones to save us."

Batman nodded.

Superman glanced down at the street and saw what he was preoccupied with. "Sometimes it seems like you always save us," he said quietly, and then jumped off the building to deal with Metropolis's crime.

Batman looked up to watch him go. "That's the point, isn't it?" he said, to no one but himself.

-The End-