After receiving Big Cat's wickedly grinning answer, Batwoman fell silent and glanced at Bobo beside her.
Detective Chimp immediately pursed his lips and squatted wordlessly on Deathstroke's shoulder.
"I know what you're thinking, Zorn, but I'm different."
Batwoman merely thought that those not of our kind must have different hearts. Even Dream of a Thousand Cats, this Dream, was not completely of one mind with Daniel, so as an ape, might Bobo also have some private agenda?
Bobo possessed beastlike instincts and was also very intelligent. Batwoman had only glanced at him once, and he immediately sensed what she was thinking. Smart people did not need to say much to each other.
Bobo believed there was no problem with him. The reason was simple: he depended entirely on human society to survive and had absolutely no common language with his own kind.
To put it more seriously, he simply did not consider other chimpanzees to be his own kind.
Perhaps Dream of a Thousand Cats could still play with other cats, batting yarn balls around with its paws or catching a mouse in the street, but asking Bobo to spend time with other apes? He would only feel uncomfortable all over.
Even ordinary chimpanzees had fairly high intelligence, roughly equivalent to a four-year-old human child, and some individuals were even smarter. But compared to Bobo, the gap was like that between two different species.
Even ordinary humans fell short of Bobo in intelligence. Their detective could not even be bothered to deal with those idiots, much less apes.
So Zorn Batman's suspicion of him was unreasonable. His relationship with humanity was one of shared prosperity and shared ruin. After all, if all humans kicked the bucket, who would come drink at Oblivion Bar? The cockroach in the sink?
Without human