Re: Log, Gotham: Holly R/Jim G
The first few bites went down fast, too long without something to eat and when she slowed, what few manners she'd learned? They came back too.
She thought about it, The Commissioner in capitals, like he was a title instead of a person. It was hard, finding out that you were meant to be someone else. The man with the coffee, who was nice enough to buy some grubby kid food? Yeah, he wasn't a title anything.
"Do you think that means they'll think you're him?" she asked, candid and her fork paused. "Or that they won't like you because you could be him? I think it's hard for the people who come after someone different with the same name. Or when being here means working out what your future was supposed to have been someplace else."