"You're doing that thing again," Selina mumbles as she settles into Bruce's side, regarding him with critical eyes as he pours over the tablet in his grasp. One of her arms curls around his midsection while the other drapes over his lap, fingers intertwining with yours from the other end of the Wayne man. "The staring, the silence... you're thinking too hard, Bruce."

Her eyes meet yours, and she can't help but smirk just a little. Clearly, having one partner tucked against him has done nothing to pull him away from whatever research he's conducting on the current drug ring sweeping through Gotham's streets selling Drops.

There's still a turf war raging through Gotham as criminal kingpins and gangs try to invade the empire left by Carmine Falcone after being killed by the Riddler. It's kept Bruce busy as the Bat the past few months, keeping him and GCPD's Jim Gordon occupied until dawn most nights.

Selina's hand slips underneath his shirt to run her pointed nails along his skin, hoping to draw his attention from the device in his hands. "Take a break, Vengeance," she murmurs, "the city doesn't need you every waking moment. We've missed you."

Her attention shifts to you, and her hand that holds yours moves to cup at your chin. "You've missed him too, haven't you, baby?" she asks facetiously. and it manages to elicit an amused huff from Bruce.

With another sigh, he sets the tablet down on the coffee table and leans back onto the couch. "Sorry," he replies lowly, brushing his hand along your side and resting an arm over Selina. His eyes shut while his calloused palms settle against the two of you. "I'm paying attention."

It's an unconventional dynamic between the three of you, for sure, but it works. The investigation surrounding the Riddler and his plans to inflict retribution upon Gotham brought you, Selina, and Bruce together in a way none of you could have predicted. Partners both as vigilantes and as the people beneath the suits. Now that the mood has shifted, maybe you all will remember that now.