( jaw tight, stareβ glare still hard, knuckles white beneath the gloves, hackles up. there's some part of him that wants to. that relentless part of him unwilling to let criminals walk away from him when they cross his path on a bad night, like the way he'd doled it out on penguin's thugs at the iceberg lounge. but through that anger he can hear alfred as a sliver of conscience and so while he doesn't necessarily relent, he doesn't advance either. )
You Starfallen?
( bruce not answering a question and instead asking one of his own? must be a day that ends in y. )
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You Starfallen?
( bruce not answering a question and instead asking one of his own? must be a day that ends in y. )