[ It's clear as day where desire lays. Hope, despite the obvious signs that any would be ill placed given the circumstances. She doesn't expect it from him, and yet she wants it. Which means that she's either Robin herself, or Robin is a very close person to her; a boyfriend, perhaps. But Bruce should know Robin, and the fact that he doesn't is something almost impossible. They must be close, perhaps close enough for Bruce to share his secrets, perhaps close enough that he might share a secret like Harvey Dent.
And if he did that, then he must have shared other details. It would be impossible to tell the story of the fall of the beloved Dent without admitting how he came to know it.
While she relaxes, Bruce studies the wall opposite her and plots six different ways to scale it. ]
Which means I'm not the man you know; at least not yet.
[ But he was still Bruce Wayne, as was the man she knew. They looked similar, had similar skills... ]
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And if he did that, then he must have shared other details. It would be impossible to tell the story of the fall of the beloved Dent without admitting how he came to know it.
While she relaxes, Bruce studies the wall opposite her and plots six different ways to scale it. ]
Which means I'm not the man you know; at least not yet.
[ But he was still Bruce Wayne, as was the man she knew. They looked similar, had similar skills... ]