( fear is a tool. one which he's more or less mastered back in his gotham. to have those who have malicious thoughts in their heads β are looking to start something somewhere with someone in violent ways, constantly looking over their shoulders in the shadows and especially the moment that light hits the sky... it's not a fix for gotham, but it's something. it's enough, for now.
a breath leaves him through his nose and he just barely turns his head towards her, looking at her there in the dimly-lit room where the television is the only thing that currently provides light for them. casting shadows across the walls around them. across his face there, knee still pressed into the bed. )
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a breath leaves him through his nose and he just barely turns his head towards her, looking at her there in the dimly-lit room where the television is the only thing that currently provides light for them. casting shadows across the walls around them. across his face there, knee still pressed into the bed. )
Where else should I be?