By the time they finished talking, the Captain had already climbed in through the open window.
If one had to name White Canary Sara Lance's most notable talents, the answer would definitely be climbing through windows and scaling walls. She was particularly good at those.
While that was indeed thanks to the foundation laid by League of Assassins training, it also had a great deal to do with how often she had used those skills later on to date certain married women.
"Hi, did you call for a ride?" Sara smiled and hugged Harley. The two affectionately pressed close together, and she even opened with a tired old joke.
"Yes, honey. I'm planning to leave this era and take Gotham's mascot with me while I'm at it." Harley tilted her head, drawing Sara's attention to Batwoman hiding in the dark corner.
Batwoman's ability to hide was genuinely impressive. Sara had not noticed him even after entering the room. Only after being reminded did she barely make out the vague silhouette in the darkness, which made her laugh.
"So Batwoman is here too. No wonder Gideon showed this Timeline's deviation at a full 99%, with its threat level off the charts. That explains it. Hello, Bruce. Long time no see."
Although Sara was the leader of Legends of Tomorrow, she was not as shrewd as her sister, Black Canary. Or perhaps constantly running around on the Timeline had thickened her nerves. Either way, she was generally not very guarded when she spoke.
For example, she might call Superheroes by their real names, accidentally reveal the Future to historical figures from the past, or get into arguments with other Superheroes. Any of those things could happen with her.
Strictly speaking, Legends of Tomorrow could not even be considered a Superhero team. At