it appears that history repeats itself quite often. that was clear to Bruce when Dick's gaze had locked on to you when you appeared alongside Selina, smoke curling in the air from your lips. she went on to introduce you as her protege, the future of her little business. she had taught you everything, and it was almost scary how much you acted like her. Bruce almost got you confused, if it weren't for the fact your hair was wild in the wind, and Selina's was concealed under her suit.

The tilt of your head, the small smirk on your face- everything was like a younger version of Seilna. Bruce makes a mental note to speak to Dick about it when they went back to the cave. he'd rather embarrass himself (and Dick, by extension), than have to deal with the fact his adopted son was involved with the enemy. well, Selina wasn't exactly an enemy, but-

they'd cornered you, eager to reclaim the stolen jewel. it was priceless, and that was what caught Selina's eye. she tosses it in her hands like some kind of bouncy ball as she attempts to flirt with Bruce, who was miserably trying to keep his voice even. she lets out a laugh before sprinting for the edge of the building, effectively taking Bruce after her and ordering you to split up.

so, that left Dick chasing after you.

who the hell smokes a cigarette while running from the law?

you made a few comments, teasing comments. he found you interesting. he didnt know much about Bruce and Selina's history, but you seemed to be a tad different than her. sure, you had learned her ways, but there was something about you. he nearly trips on a gutter as he chases you over the rooftops. you laugh. you get distracted when you look back at him, leaping down to ground level. you realize you've stupidly cornered yourself. it's not exactly an easy way back up, and you were bound to get caught by him.

"you know, that's bad for your lungs." he informs you, jumping down from the building. his nose scrunches at the putrid smell of the gritty alleyway.