Re: The Egyptian: Selina/Destiny
You know how the Bats and Birds are. [And while they weren't entirely like that-] We have less fighting. [Or moderately less fighting, depending on how long it had been since they'd seen each other and how much they wanted to see one another again. But that was neither here, nor there. The phone, chained to his wrist, lit up as he ran through what she did know of families. There had to be others - no. There weren't. None save for them and the abandonment of her own.
His head dipped when she talked about what they both wanted by the end. Yes, that was true.] If you - feel the urge, write to her. [It wasn't overstepping his bounds to say that much, to hint that Stephanie might like to hear from the Cat.
The quirk returned when she spoke of needing to go downstairs. Patience was not in her long list of abilities, though it may have topped his. When someone had lived as long as they had, waiting a little longer had no meaning.] The daughter - [No need to clarify which one, was there?] - from another world. If she's Bruce's, then she's also yours.
[His voice softened and then came the question. It wasn't a coup de grace; it wasn't even hypothetical.] Why do you think your wish-daughter had the same name she does? [It was phrased as if it was a curiosity, but it wasn't - at least not for him. There was that saying about curiosity and cats.
He stood smoothly, hands running down the line of his coat to straighten it.] Now, you mentioned you have someplace to be, and I have a meeting with Stephanie. Have a good evening, Selina.