"Mr Cobblepot, are you under the mistaken belief that people are the same as metal?" Is he still trying to insult Tim by saying Bruce is better than him? Like this isn't something that Tim doesn't already know.

"So I am silver and Bruce is steel in this metaphor?" He shrugs, "Is it suppose to bother me that Bruce is a better man than me at my age? That doesn't bother me. Why would I feel anything than pride for how strong Bruce has always been?"

"But if you mean to imply that you are steel? Well, perhaps you are but when melting and forging any metal. It is also important that the shape be the right one for its function. Maybe I am forged for a different use than you? Maybe you have been broken and not properly mended," his eyes flick down to the leg which Penguin limps on.

"Maybe you still work regardless of the abnormalities in your form?" He shrugs again, "Doesn't matter, we're not metal Penguin."