Re: Gotham, in person: Selina K/Bruce B
[A smile. A chuckle.] Was that a compliment, or were you trying to make a joke? [She suspected it was the latter.] And, since you mentioned it, your fashion sense is a little questionable.
[And she wasn't expecting anything that honest. She was quiet for a few seconds, and this time the scratch of nails that graced his forearm was accompanied by a reassuring press of fingertips at his wrist.] I would say I was sorry, but I know that wouldn't make anything better. Instead, I promise to tell you whatever my truth is, once I figure it out. [For someone who didn't share much, it was quite the offer.] How old were you? And what happened to your fiancee? [Because this man? This man was not engaged. Anyone with eyes in their head could see that.]
I think surviving is one thing, and I think living is another. [She slid off the table, and she tucked the glasses back in his pocket.] I'm not sure the former is worth very much, and I have a feeling I don't actually do the latter.
[A second later, the carefully cultivated feline smile was in place, and she held out a graceful hand.] After you, Robert.