The sun had set as Nyssa Al Ghul paced inside a warmly lit room. Today Nyssa had worn a blue shirt and tailored black slacks. Her black hair was loose and flowing as was her preference. Breathing slowly Nyssa widened her eyes as the door opened. “Daisy? Is that you? What are you doing here? Move in to my bedroom? Please?.” Nyssa paused then added “You’ve come to america?” Nyssa asked gently.