The silhouette was clearly Batman. The new suit that Jason hadn't gotten to see first hand yet, but that Dick had told him enough about to know that it had some fun designs. Like being able to fly? That was pretty awesome. And the stealth tech? He knew Dick was aching his get his hands on that particular feature. He was pretty sure the suit was still a prototype...

But even so, he'd expected to see a little more finesse from it's pilot. Bruce wouldn't risk taking something out of the Cave if it wasn't reliable. And yet...there it was. In spurts and sudden stops and...oh. That was a wall. Jason was pretty sure that even with a full cowl, that had to have hurt.

He opened up his commlink, letting Dick see what he was seeing as he gave in to his curiosity and followed the stranger. And when the figure took another header into a wall, collapsing back like he'd actually knocked himself silly, it wasn't just his footsteps that the suit's sensors picked up.

"Oh, it's the real suit alright. But I don't think B was ever that scrawny..." There was a pause, another few steps closer. He was close enough that the suit could pick up his vitals, no doubt flashing to it's pilot that the Red Hood was approaching. "This is either the world's weirdest fake out or he knocked himself stupid. Jury's still out."

Another step. "Home, home? That seems hasty." There's a soft click and the suit's alarms would flash a warning. "Hey, that suit doesn't have the same protections as yours, right?"

There were more words, but the sensors would probably miss them on account of the taser round that Red Hood puts in the imposter's spine.