Hayley had, for once, come overly prepared. Her messenger bag was slung across her shoulder. Though she hadn't thought to bring food or water, it had her night-vision goggles, a small Bat smokebomb, and a notebook with some pens. Her taser, another small Bat smokebomb, and Harvey's coin were in her pockets. When Capa called out to her, she was shoving her red jacket into the messenger bag as well and replacing it with Sam Winchester's hunting jacket.

Although the last port hadn't been dangerous, Dick's call for an 'adventurous' port combined with what had happened with Perry in the space station made her more than a little nervous this time. For once, as she glanced around and recognized the Jurassic Park center for what it was, she was grateful.

As soon as the over-sized jacket was on and her bag was slung across her chest again, she started moving over toward her warden. "Tell me you didn't get any warning about this port and just forget to share."

Hayley figured as much, about him not knowing, and so she didn't feel the need to reply and instead simply began following him. The girl trusted her warden. At his question, she couldn't help but smile a little, surprised and yet not at all given the pseudo-scientific nature of the film. "Jurassic Park? It's a movie. It's kind of before your time, I think, but you might have seen it. It's a total classic."

A beat. "But that does mean there's probably dinosaurs here. And, judging by the destruction to this place? I'd say they're wandering free."

Hayley lifted her eyebrows in a rarely used expression of non-aggressive disbelief. His suggestion to just avoid the dinosaurs was good in theory, but much harder in execution. Or so she suspected. Hayley continued to follow, moving quietly alongside him, or behind, when there were obstacles that presented themselves. "Did you have any brilliant plan in mind or are we just winging it?"

It was a sincere question. The inmate trusted her warden more every day, generally, and would at this point nearly jump off a bridge if asked -- though, of course, she would ask a couple dozen questions as to why and what had prompted it first.

"Cute." She muttered in response, though she was still smiling. Sometimes he could be so much what she was used to that she forgot he spent so much time seeming apathetic and distant.

Hayley reached out to set a hand on his arm, trying gently to stop him, then reached a hand into her bag and began to blindly dig around in there. Finally her fingers closed around the item and she slid the small sphere out from among the contents of her survival kit. "Here. It's a smokebomb. You just throw it down and it puffs out some smoke.. Courtesy of Dick Grayson. Oh, and I have my night-vision goggles and taser too."

Hayley couldn't help it. Her lips broke into an utter grin at his words, then slipped into a smirk as they continued walking. Yes, she was probably the most well-armed inmate in the whole of the Barge and she appreciated that comfort, but no, she wasn't going to take advantage of it. She respected Capa too much, she appreciated the comfort of having them too much, and some part of her knew that, really, both of them knew they would have a huge fight and some level of falling out if Capa was forced to take her weapons away from her.

"I was more thinking in case we run into Coyo or Tony Stark." She flashed an exaggerated grin at that to show that she wasn't entirely serious about it. "But I guess it could be good against the dinosaurs too."

Hayley kept near to Capa. She was afraid, absolutely, but she trusted Capa to keep them alive, even if it wasn't fair to -- of course, she wouldn't begrudge him if she didn't survive. The inmate tried to be aware of their surroundings as well, but most of her attention was on her warden at the moment.

"Oh. I guess you weren't around. He was here before. His last name is Stark, he's an alcoholic and a total asshole and just a little too much like my dad in some ways for me to be okay with him. I mean, maybe if he was nice, but he's not. He's a total jerk and hits on anything that moves and he's rich and famous where he's from, so he thinks he's the best thing ever."