[ Again, she doesn't deny any of it, and lets that serve as her answer — but she could say it goes further, even. Her Bruce had trusted her with his death, too.
That's not a story for now, though. She darts a glance around, and there's a ghost of a smirk in place when she looks back to meet the challenge in his gaze. ]
I dunno, didn't bring my equipment... [ A beat. ] Much of it, anyway.
[ But she has enough of it — and of skill — to impress him anyway, if he's got the kind of standards she's used to. ]
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That's not a story for now, though. She darts a glance around, and there's a ghost of a smirk in place when she looks back to meet the challenge in his gaze. ]
I dunno, didn't bring my equipment... [ A beat. ] Much of it, anyway.
[ But she has enough of it — and of skill — to impress him anyway, if he's got the kind of standards she's used to. ]