Just a hop, skip, and a jump away, you know. You don't have to be a stranger, Bat. I'm still... [ she catches herself, not really sure what they are when saying something like "your non-legally binding, We-Believe-In-Something-Higher-Than-The-Law wife" just sort of sounds stupid outloud. ] If you felt like taking the cape and cowl off some time, I could even get take-out and we could have dinner with Maggie. I bet she'd like that. As for Mr. Ardankin, while we're still here, he's... he'll get used to it.

[ she gives his hand a gentle squeeze, pulling him along as she picks up the pace a little. that december chill is really starting to settle in and all the mood of their conversation seems to be weighing them down. ]

You don't have to be a stranger.