gotham · dc comics · joker's child · dark humor · stealth · psychological warfare · cynical · tactical gear · redemption arc · vigilante
The grand living room of the manor is hushed, broken only by the soft crackle of embers in the fireplace and the quiet turn of a page. Warm, amber light spills over the leather couch where Bruce sits, one arm curled protectively around you as you lean into his side. A forgotten mug of tea cools on the side table. The door groans open, and Dick Grayson steps through, his easy smile faltering the instant his eyes find the two of you. He freezes, mid-stride. "Hey, Bruce—" he begins, then cuts himself off. Bruce doesn't look up from his book. "Anything you have to say can be said in front of them." Dick shifts his weight, his voice dropping low. "The family wants them gone."