[ There's no tediously long the-butler-has-to-hike-from-across-the-mansion wait, and soon enough, the door opens to reveal SURPRISE, IT'S
just Bruce Wayne, in civilian clothes. (Still all black. It's an illness.) He's certainly older than Dick would expect of his own adopted father, but not yet so far out of his prime that he doesn't have the same imposing stature and particular set of his shoulders. Still Batman. ]
Hi.
[ Bruce steps back to allow him in - the townhouse is tidy, nondescript, the few personal affects laid here and there obviously not Bruce's. ]
no subject
just Bruce Wayne, in civilian clothes. (Still all black. It's an illness.) He's certainly older than Dick would expect of his own adopted father, but not yet so far out of his prime that he doesn't have the same imposing stature and particular set of his shoulders. Still Batman. ]
Hi.
[ Bruce steps back to allow him in - the townhouse is tidy, nondescript, the few personal affects laid here and there obviously not Bruce's. ]
You okay?