Quicklog: Eddie/Donna
[It was strange to go from sunny Gateway to Gotham, at least as fast as she was doing these days, and Donna realized how important it was to take a breather for a little while. She slept and ate and got to change clothing, imagine that. She wasn't in her Troia uniform now, she was in jeans and a normal black t-shirt, nothing too flashy. Dark hair was tucked up into a pony tail, and Donna was much more adept at seeming like a normal woman than her sister Diana. Her style and general personality was much more laid back and down played.
She was settled comfortably on the stairs up to the manor, but she hadn't gone inside. She hadn't really spoken to this Bruce enough that she felt like waltzing into his house was a good option. So she waited and filtered through her tablet curiously. She was still getting the hang of all this nonsense.]