Not his friend.

But me, when I want to fly, I just make a suit. Well a few of them.

[He glances around, clearly not at all concerned about being told to fuck off. Why should he? He's been told it a lot.]

And out of all the things to fly with, why a bat, you know there's birds big enough to ride here, right? I mean I have a bird in my pocket I can ride. Which sounds a little creepy.