Re: Talia & Open
After some ambivalence, and with much vacillating, Bruce had decided to invite Talia. He had fought against her role in their son's life since the moment he'd learned Damian existed, but lately it seemed more important to let them had those relationships and not try to come between it.
He had told her once that they were family, and in their way, they were. They didn't have to get along for it to be true, and while he also didn't have to invite her to events such as this for it to be true, it was an olive branch. For now. Who knew where they would stand next week, month, year, but right now, Bruce was tired of the fight.
She would come, Bruce had no doubt that she would be there, and he kept his eyes open, hoping to see her first. Breaking away from Dinah with a kiss to her temple, he took in Talia's costume as he crossed the room. By the time he stood in front of her, he was shaking his head, a smirk tugging the corner of his mouth up. "Cute," was all he said.