Re: in-person: babs/damian
[She smiles and swoops down to turn the bag upright, letting the ground oats get lost in dirt and hay.] They still see her. Just like they still see the other Damian. [Her tone goes serious and it sounds a lot like her dad.] I don't want anyone feeling sorry for me. I want Bruce to know I'm capable. That all this city needs is an active group of bats to stop being a total shithole. [Babs grabs some oats, cups it between her hands and offers it to the horse. Montoya doesn't even sniff, she just noms. It makes Babs laugh and her shoulders relax a little.]