[He can't reach back that far, so he can't grab at the bat. Lucky Batstarion!]

Apologies, then, for not immediately thinking that some random bat is a Summoned. [His tone is dry as dust, but he follows instructions and goes to stand next to the nearest worktable, setting his hand on the edge so the bat can use his arm as stairs to climb down.] Next time I see a bat flying around, I'll be sure to use whatever we're calling this [gesturing to the words being scrawled on the nearest flat surface,] to ask it if it's actually a person.

[A beat.]

Do you know how to turn back from this, or...?