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[obscuronoctis]

It's not a bad idea to bring people from the Nexus home, but it's probably not a good one, exactly, either. Bruce is not a believer in the impact of a butterfly's wings in Africa (though perhaps he should be). But this is a harmless social ploy, nothing jarring, nothing dangerous, nothing pivotal. He doesn't trust the world to behave for a few

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[oleanderknife]

"So that was new," she says, after a pause of holy fuck, pinpointing, but she shakes it off cheerfully and quickly.

She looks around the study, not bothering to hide it - she's always like this in new places, though, taking in every detail she can find. The brief vacation from her own world is a welcome one, especially considering how weird things have been back home lately.

[obscuronoctis]

"It's easier than sneaking in and out of doors, for me," he tells her - the door he found was in the charred catacombs beneath Wayne Manor, but she doesn't need to know that or heaven forbid, see that. He slides the device into his jacket pocket and goes to unlock the door, holding it open for her out of habit.

There hallway outside is rich colored with rose marble flooring, leading to an expansive area that constitutes a living room; the walls are windows, and the view is of the entire city.

"Welcome to Gotham," he murmurs.

[oleanderknife]

Nice place, she notes, absently, which- how can you not. Even when things aren't wholly to her weird artsy tastes, Hasi believes you have to respect beautiful things when you find them. And Gotham itself is something she's never seen before, with one hell of a skyline - she looks out over the cityscape, through the window, just barely refraining from childishly touching her fingertips to the glass to peer out that way.

"It's like a painting," she says, tipping her head to the side.

[obscuronoctis]

It's obvious just by looking why he finds New York's city-appeal to be shallow in comparison - Gotham is not only home, it's an addiction. He smiles a little, ironic. "It's very old."

Bruce stands behind her and points to the east, at something just barely beyond their scope of vision. "We'll be driving that way," he explains. "Only part of the city is like this - the outskirts are very green, and the roads have fewer stoplights."

... And fewer traffic cops.