[She's got to smile at that.] Good to know. But you could stand to talk to him when he isn't in trouble.
[Then...her brow furrows, and she taps her fingers on her - his - knee.] Not a bad choice in theory, but she might take it the wrong way. ...Speaking of the League, though, have you coordinated with them?
[ he's not ready to be emotionally blackmailed by himself. barbara has no idea the deaths he's seen since when she comes from. how many twisted universes. she can see it on his face that it makes him angry. a quiet anger that he doesn't voice at her, but one that she'll recognize clear enough on her own face. there's a distinct pause before he responds. ]
I'll handle this on my own, Barbara. Batman [ not bruce. ] out.
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[Then...her brow furrows, and she taps her fingers on her - his - knee.] Not a bad choice in theory, but she might take it the wrong way. ...Speaking of the League, though, have you coordinated with them?
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The kid who's grown up into an adult and died since then.
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I'll handle this on my own, Barbara. Batman [ not bruce. ] out.
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(Lashing out at him, throwing that kind of thing in his face, had become so easy back home. This one doesn't deserve it.)
She sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose again. It's fine, she'll fix this after she's had a shower.]