Re: eddie/bruce crime alley log
[Once, Bruce hadn't been so sure about everyone. Over time his stark view of black and white had faded, and he was glad it had; Gotham wasn't a simple city. It was complex. Layered. Damian had treated it like there was good and evil with nothing in between, and blood ran in the streets.] I think you might be right. [Eddie was, perhaps, the best proof of that. Maybe another Bat wouldn't have thought him capable of redemption, but he was a changed man. A man Bruce felt fortunate to be able to call a friend.
The puppy loved the attention, and Bruce felt a pang of wistfulness for what had been when he looked at the picture. That was the Damian he missed. He looked up when Eddie said he was Catholic; he could vaguely remember going to church a couple of times when his parents were alive, and he remembered the funeral, but that was it.] You know there's something? [It almost seemed too much to hope for, but Eddie sounded certain. He blinked, a little surprised at the mention of an early Christmas present, but nodded regardless.] Alright.