Re: DC: Talia & Ra's
[Her gaze slid to the side as members of the League as they filed out, her gaze soon coming back to him at his words. Talia gave him a small nod, and then his fist was swinging towards her face and she wasn't braced for the impact. She stumbled to the side, and only years of training kept her from bringing her hand up to touch her cheekbone, already swelling with the impact. Gaze lowered, and a touch of fear came to her face, manufactured and delivered up to him as she looked back up towards him from beneath her lashes.] Yes, father. I understand. [A pause, a beat, and then her hand came up to probe her cheekbone.] Father.