Instead of making some quip in response he just smiles, slight and half-bruised like his always are, but she knows him well enough to know it's sincere. That Bruce lets her keep his hands (in the state they're always in), doesn't stand there and demand answers of her to prove her identity - of course it's her, tying her up, Jesus - displays in the smallest of degrees the kind of trust he gives her. (Not much, but then, compared to how much trust Bruce Wayne gives anyone, it says something.)
"Huan." Soft, with the implication of laughter that doesn't actually happen (yet). "I didn't bring a steak."
He goes with her, though, and squeezes one hand, putting into that little gesture how happy he is to see her. He'd have been happy to see her at home, his or hers, or in Stigmata, but this is something else. A tether, even worlds apart. He looks at her apartment instead of her.
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"Huan." Soft, with the implication of laughter that doesn't actually happen (yet). "I didn't bring a steak."
He goes with her, though, and squeezes one hand, putting into that little gesture how happy he is to see her. He'd have been happy to see her at home, his or hers, or in Stigmata, but this is something else. A tether, even worlds apart. He looks at her apartment instead of her.
"A few days ago."