Nightwing does a quick count as people come in, helping to drag people in as well. Six groups of seven people each. Forty-two, which was the number once the last people were on. Old habit, but one that has stood him in good stead for a while now.

He doesn't relax once they're all in, though. Because those things out there have a hell of a lot of teeth. "Any time now, Stacy."