Steph settled on the couch, too, shrugging off her backpack and letting it fall at her feet. She grinned as she listened, relaxing back against the cushions even as she automatically stored the info away. It was kind of annoying, that she couldn't get away from her training even now, but...Bruce would be proud.

"Stephanie Wayne, seventeen, New Jersey, USA. Blood type B."

((I'd love to continue! Once I, you know, remember to track the thread.))