An eyebrow rose as Ivy opened the door and stepped out of her greenhouse/home. It was an odd combination, but it worked for her. And the Bat had somewhat slacked off on her since the incident during No Man's Land. She'd kept to herself in Robinson Park.. mostly. This, however, would clearly have him sniffing around.

"Writhing plants of doom?" Ivy repeated, sounding curious. The moniker seemed fairly accurate in describing most of her own creations. If someone else in the city was experimenting in her field, she wanted to know about it. "We'll just have to see about that."