( he finds himself unable to know what to say in regards to that. like selina, there's something there that he feels... but diana isn't selina. selina knows him only as vengeance β as the batman of gotham who's tangled up in this riddler mess, not realizing just how deep it all goes into the very corrupt core of the city. diana... diana knows him like this β as bruce wayne, a man he's still trying to find himself and as the batman. even if he's not the one she knows, there's enough of him there for her to come around. to stay like she does.
because there's something there... there just is.
he stares to what's left of his bar there in his hands, then drops one away, blindly. reaches out to gently take hold of her hand as if it grounds him β as if it keeps a lifeline to bruce wayne there. )
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because there's something there... there just is.
he stares to what's left of his bar there in his hands, then drops one away, blindly. reaches out to gently take hold of her hand as if it grounds him β as if it keeps a lifeline to bruce wayne there. )