Gotham: Dickie & Selina
[This little jaunt was against Selina's new rules about kitty/batfamily interaction. But, luckily, she was fickle enough not to mind breaking her own rules, and the situation clearly called for it.
Oh, no one was dead, dying, missing appendages, none of that. The city wasn't under siege, and nothing terrible was brewing. So, there was that little situation with Helena in Silent Hill, but bad news traveled quickly, and it hadn't traveled yet, so she decided that was likely a catastrophe averted. She was waiting to hear back from Robert about her abnormal blood results, but she didn't feel any worse than normal, so she was pretending that wasn't marginally terrifying. She wasn't even worrying about the recent arrival of new rogue girls.
No, she was smarting about visits from non-deities, and she was cranky about memories coming back like some trickling stream. And, maybe, she was glad Dickie was equally annoyed about the latter; misery did love company.
Oh, and there was a feline to rescue.
All these things considered, Selina decided breaking her own embargo was acceptable for the day. So, denim and grey, hair short and mossy eyes lined smokey, she left her penthouse in the Egyptian, issued orders for her very brief absence, and walked outside to wait for Dickie's likely exorbitant car.]