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[i_spoiled_it]

There's a Steph! She's curled up in an oversized armchair by the fire, staring absently into the flames, hands wrapped around a steaming mug of tea.

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[timsbooks]

"Tea helps, most things, I've found."

Of course he would, Hellspawn is British.

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph isn't, but she did have the pleasure of being a Robin, and thus being served tea by Alfred on a regular basis. Bar's tea is almost good.

"'Course," she responds, shifting to look up, and making room for him on the squishy armchair. "Was that in any doubt?"

[timsbooks]

Which always is useful. British people rock. He does get next to her, cuddling up comfortably.

"Never to me."

Funny. Does he seem warmer? Maybe, with a pulse?

[i_spoiled_it]

Well, fuck.

Steph staaaares at him. "You made it! Your world thing! And you're - fuck me, you're alive again!"

[timsbooks]

Tim blinks at her. Blink again, then smacks himself in the head.

"Right, trained by a detective the equal of John. I need to remember this shit. Yes, yes i am."

[i_spoiled_it]

"Well, fuck me," Steph repeats, glowing. "That's awesome. You made it!" She plants a kiss on his cheek. "You're all hot now."

[timsbooks]

"Maybe later."

There's joviality in the response, however. She's so giddy, he can't help picking it up.

"Yup. My world... it's back."

Twinkly eyes.

"Wanna visit?"

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph makes this face: 0_O!!!

"...I could visit? What's it like?"

[timsbooks]

"Well....."

Pause.

"It's nice?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"'S it got cities?" Steph asks, eyes lighting up hopefully. "With tall buildings?"

[timsbooks]

"You ever swung on a line from Big Ben?"

Cause he has. Bunches.

[i_spoiled_it]

"Never," Steph says, eyes wide. "I'm there. When do we leave?"

[timsbooks]

He glances at the door, then pulls out a pad of paper. He quickly jots down a note, crumbles it up, and tosses it at the door. Where it vanishes.

Shortly thereafter, the door swings open.

"Now?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"Wait - I've gotta get my suit," Steph says, and sprints for the stairs. She's back within a minute, masked and caped, ready to go. (Hey, quick changes are as much a part of superhero training as the fighting.)

"Tim, you rule. Right, let's do it!"

[timsbooks]

He does his costume the easy way. A snap of his fingers, and he is dressed. And grinning.

He steps up to the edge of the door, then reaches out for her hand.

"Trust me?"

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph's nervous - the last time she left, she was in limbo, or something like, for months. But ...

... right now, anything's better than here.

She shuts her eyes tight and takes his hand.