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Enigma ~The Riddler's Daughter (_enigma) wrote in wariscoming,

“Honestly? I'm terrified sir,” she said, glancing at him. “I mean, I've been in fights before and know how to handle myself...but this is a new ballgame. I have people I care about here and it's...distracting me.” Okay, probably not the best thing to mention to the guy who gave her a chance, but she had a feeling he could understand that. Being a part of a group rather then an individual and the changes that came with it.

Or maybe he was going to kick her out of the van, who knew.

She flipped through the messages on the screen, frowning as she clicked on Tony's, wincing. “My boss became homeless and I got fired in the same instant.” she muttered, sending a quick note, worrying at her lip. She glanced at Bruce again, studying him silently before speaking. “So, we just drive around looking for trouble that the van pings us to?” she asked as she got Tony's reply, giving an aborted snort and typing her answer.