Re: wayne manor: destiny/steph
[Her language gets a snort from him, but he's heard worse, and read worse from her - it doesn't earn anything more than that as he chews one of the cookies. Her attire doesn't get a second look either and whatever she says about expecting or not expecting company - she did leave the cookies out for him.
A visit is overdue. He smirks a little.] A heart attack? [Is that what will kill her? The smile turns a little wry as it takes only a moment of concentration to know what will (what, when, where, why), but that truth never crosses his lips. It's far enough in the future that it can be changed if she makes different choices. That possibility always remains.] You can if you like. [He says with a roll of his shoulders into a shrug. Pretending is getting easier -] Have a cookie. It'll help with the lingering effects. [But he still manages to fall short in some ways. His fingers curl around the edge of the plate and he holds it out to her, like she didn't already sample some of the cookies earlier.]