Danny had been in the middle of a very heated debate with Technus, in the middle of his living room, mind you, about the proper way to assemble a circuit board. The ghost was great with the internet and handling the online side of things, but actual engineering was lost on him, not that the older ghost seemed to realize or accept it.
Ever since Danny told his parents that he was Phantom, the ghost boy, they had made an effort to be more welcoming to ghosts as a whole. They had already been trying to redo some of their previous research before he told them, but they had made leaps and bounds after. They even remodeled the home defense system, making it so that it was only triggered on purpose through voice commands. It even worked over distances as long as someone had a device connected to the house.
His grades were getting back up, he wasn't having to tiptoe around his parents, and he was finally coming to an understanding with the ghosts in light of his upcoming coronation. Point is, life was good.
It's easy to say that Amity Park was out of the loop when it came to anything happening outside of the town. Ever since the portal opened, electronics haven't worked the same. Things like calls and social media still worked when inside the town, but there was some kind of natural shield that the ecto-radiation created that made it extremely difficult for things to reach past the town borders.
Back when the GIW was still a thing, this meant that calls for help, literal or over social media or in the news, went unnoticed and unattended to.
So, excuse Danny for being a little shellshocked by the apparent alien invasion happening a few states over, which the entire town was unaware of. The guilt hit like a sack of rocks to his chest. If they had known, if they had paid more attention to news outside of Amity, they could have been able to help against the initial wave of invaders. As of the moment, his first priority was getting backup from the rest of Team Phantom here.
"Signal, Report!" Welp... Danny had heard rumors about a bat guy in Jersey running around the worst city in the world, mostly from the other ghosts, but he didn't fully connect that with reality. Watching a full-grown man run around in tight spandex while laying out enemy after enemy was actually kinda cool, though. He took a moment to take stock of his/his soulmate's body and gawk at his/his soulmate's own bat-themed suit before tentatively hitting the comm to reply with the only question that made sense at the moment.
"Uhhh...Is now a bad time to be soul-swapped?"
This battle had been difficult from the very beginning, largely because they had little time to prep for it before the invasion began. That meant evacuation had to happen alongside the actual battle, which was always messy.
This situation was, without a doubt, an all-hands-on-deck. They should really just be glad they targeted a few very close-together cities instead of spreading out their forces, since that would have made this battle even more difficult if the Justice League and their associates had been spread thin. The battle was bad enough that the rogues and villains were helping out. So when Signal suddenly went very still and quiet, Bruce had gotten concerned immediately.
He was trying to rein in his paranoia surrounding his kids lately in therapy, so he waited a bit for an update, or a call for backup, or something! But only silence. So, he prompted.
And 'Signal's' response suddenly made everything worse, especially since most of the other leaguers had heard it.
"Wow!" Harley Quinn was grinning despite the blood slowly trickling from her mouth after a kick to the face from a parademon got her straight in the jaw. She leaned on her hammer behind the scant bit of cover Batman and Robin were currently using. "Talk about timing!"
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