Dick laughs heartily, shaking his head. "Fine, fine. Keep asking what Bruce would do. I suppose I can't blame you." After all, he had already admitted he did it. "And it doesn't feel like mine yet. I'm still working on it. I just had to have Alfred redo the cape because I can barely move with all the weight."

At least partly because he just doesn't use a cape anymore and hasn't for years. But Bruce doesn't do the moves that Dick does, doesn't need the dexterity that Dick relies on. So...adjustments. Still.