It takes a very special sort of someone to just pack up their gear and calmly walk away when they've left a man screaming on the pavement with two dislocated knees. Kalinda is doing just that, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears and adjusting the strap of her duffel bag on her shoulder, bat tucked away inside once more. "I don't think I broke him," she muses as she moves past Bruce. "But he should be immobile at least until someone comes to cart him off." She won't be sticking around for that, apparently. And for good reason, really.
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It takes a very special sort of someone to just pack up their gear and calmly walk away when they've left a man screaming on the pavement with two dislocated knees. Kalinda is doing just that, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears and adjusting the strap of her duffel bag on her shoulder, bat tucked away inside once more. "I don't think I broke him," she muses as she moves past Bruce. "But he should be immobile at least until someone comes to cart him off." She won't be sticking around for that, apparently. And for good reason, really.