( he makes his own surveillance of the place β of exists and possibilities to be seen or worse. when tim slides into the booth, he joins him, bag and backpack set beside him there on his seat. must be a sight to see bruce wayne in such clothes and not something a little nicer β something that would make alfred smile.
removing his cap, he sets it atop his backpack and pinches the bridge of his nose with his fingers. coffee is a very good idea right now.
he eyes tim as he speaks, mostly looking to see how he is before he takes another slow glance around the place, hands slowly rubbing together before his attention is back on the other. )
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removing his cap, he sets it atop his backpack and pinches the bridge of his nose with his fingers. coffee is a very good idea right now.
he eyes tim as he speaks, mostly looking to see how he is before he takes another slow glance around the place, hands slowly rubbing together before his attention is back on the other. )
You ok?