Barbara knows the level of response—both the muffled noise and barely thought about stretch and deep breath, the way it means he's only barely roused. The absolute ease of it prickles something under her skin the wrong way slightly, and her response is to poke him rather forcefully. It is—because of her eidetic memory of that time and vast familiarity with Dick's body—thankfully not anywhere his bones ache or his bruising is far too colorful to have not gotten familiar with, for the time it took for him to heal up again. She's not that rude or cruel. (At least not in situations like this.)

She doesn't care if he decides to be sarcastic or serious or shocked about it, as she's probably hitting sore muscles, even if it's not the worst of the worst spots or related to actualizer muscles that are standing in for those other worst ones. If she has to be even half-awake with this sudden revelation, it's only fair that he is, too.