It's the nature of business, Diana. Surely you don't think all I have to offer is a pretty face?
[He tosses her a cavalier smile as he points out the suite in which he lives. It looks like it could have walked straight out of Gotham's downtown core, all metal and glass, sheer and sleek. Elegant, in a word, although it isn't and will never be home to him.
But Bruce has lived a variety of places, some better or worse than others. This is no Parisian slum, nor is it the No Man's Land his city was reduced to after the quake. Keeliai is a place to live as much as it's a prison. Something that prevents him from returning to Gotham and his purpose there. He endures, badly at times. No one that's here can do any less. He hmms thoughtfully as he offers her the little bag of tempura so he can fumble through his clothing for his keys. He knows exactly where they are, of course, but this is all part of his carefully maintained act.
He checks the same pockets twice over before he finally 'finds' them, and opens the door to gesture her inside. If she's in an observant mood, she might notice that the walls seem to be somewhat thicker than the architecture of the building would suggest. Soundproofing at its finest, and as soon as they're inside he locks the door behind her and there's a shift in his entire demeanour. From Bruce Wayne to simply Bruce, among friends.]
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[He tosses her a cavalier smile as he points out the suite in which he lives. It looks like it could have walked straight out of Gotham's downtown core, all metal and glass, sheer and sleek. Elegant, in a word, although it isn't and will never be home to him.
But Bruce has lived a variety of places, some better or worse than others. This is no Parisian slum, nor is it the No Man's Land his city was reduced to after the quake. Keeliai is a place to live as much as it's a prison. Something that prevents him from returning to Gotham and his purpose there. He endures, badly at times. No one that's here can do any less. He hmms thoughtfully as he offers her the little bag of tempura so he can fumble through his clothing for his keys. He knows exactly where they are, of course, but this is all part of his carefully maintained act.
He checks the same pockets twice over before he finally 'finds' them, and opens the door to gesture her inside. If she's in an observant mood, she might notice that the walls seem to be somewhat thicker than the architecture of the building would suggest. Soundproofing at its finest, and as soon as they're inside he locks the door behind her and there's a shift in his entire demeanour. From Bruce Wayne to simply Bruce, among friends.]
You've spoken with some of the others.