Re: Hallway: Hels & Gwen
[Her eyes focused on Gwen as she spoke about Emily, the little details filling in the pieces that Helena already had.] She's yours. [A little lilt at the end of the statement, almost as if she was allowing for the possibility of being wrong.] You know you're a horrible liar. I used to be terrible but I think you might actually be worse. [A little smile there though, because Helena wasn't mad. There were things she hid too.] I'm glad she's not scared though.
[A purse of her lips. She reached for the fallen piece of pizza and fiddled with it, squeezing it back together and pushing it back and forth across the box.] If the city is in danger, there's no one better, but we all suck at interpersonal relationships. I told Bruce he loved Selina more than he loved his kids and that it was his fault Damian died. [A little bite of the pizza.] If he'd tried, I think it could have changed things. He needed Bruce to show it. To leave Gotham and make an effort to see him. To say fuck it to all the yelling and the talking, to pin him down even if he fought, let him burn out all his rage and then tell him he loved him.
[She tore the crust off into tiny chunks and let them fall into the box.] You know, they did the exact same thing to me when I was at my worst, but this had an even worse ending because I couldn't manage to die and Damian did. I watched them fighting with him on the journals, I heard his relief when he thought that I believed him, that I was with him. [A little shake of her head.] I could have tried harder and I know that. And I should have been the one to go after him, but it's the boys club in Gotham. Only the boys can do anything of import. [And there was the disdain.]
You know, not a single one of them bothered to go looking for the guy that shot me. If it had been Selina, Bruce would have torn the city apart. Maybe Dick would have done the same for Babs, I don't know. [Ruthless tear of the pizza slice in half.] You know, I remember Dick and Bruce being there after I was shot. i remember, but Dick never came afterwards. I think he only showed up to see if I was finally going to be out of their hair or not. [Once, years ago, that would have hurt. Now it was said with a simple detachment, as if she expected nothing more and the truth had no ability to impact her.]