[he's been training for this long before he ever put on the Robin costume for the first time, born into the circus, into a family of acrobats. it's second nature, like breathing, and he uses it to his advantage, as they've seen, as they might continue to see, if they watch him at all during said fight montage. it's almost a dance, for him]
[it's also what lets him move fast enough to put himself between Oswald and a door that presumably leads out back, once they've lost the element of surprise and he recovers enough to think to get the hell out of Dodge. Dick just practically appears between him and the door, smiling practically amicably]
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[it's also what lets him move fast enough to put himself between Oswald and a door that presumably leads out back, once they've lost the element of surprise and he recovers enough to think to get the hell out of Dodge. Dick just practically appears between him and the door, smiling practically amicably]
Hi, Oswald!
... bugger.