Re: Loft: Selina & Holly
[Oh, it mattered. Twenty wasn't the same as 40, but Selina didn't know any better, and the assurance that the young man in question was fine? That was enough. She'd push later, maybe, if Holly mentioned this friend again. She knew the kitten could take care of herself, but it never hurt to know who someone was prowling around with, especially in Gotham.
She stood, and she walked to the kitchen and refilled the wine, the bottle coming back and finding a place on the floor at her her heel, just in case. Another sip, and the words were easier now. She wasn't a drinker, but there were exceptions to every rule.
And she knew precisely what Bruce did with vulnerable. She knew what he didn't do when she wasn't vulnerable, and it all flashed on her face a moment, expressive in the wake of the liquid red.]
He never stopped having feelings for her, kitten. They just weren't as strong at the time. I won that round. [As for Ra's, she lifted a robe-soft shoulder.] I think they met at a party, and she didn't know who he was, despite countless warnings that whoever she was with might be trouble. Iris? Needs saving more that I do, and seeing as the villains love stringing me up by my tail? That's saying a lot.