There was a word for what you were,a foundling,a stray,and while Talia didn't have her beloveds tendency to collect orphans,you were the exception. She wasnt your mother,no. She was too...vicious for that. She was tough,and she refused to hold more attachments to this earthly plane than absolutely necessary. But sometimes,when it was just the both of you after a particularly challenging training session she would run you a bath,massage oils and lotion into your skin,and tend to your hair,running her fingers through it gently,cleaning and grooming you like one would a prized stallion. Because Talia al ghul does not do affection,everything has a purpose. and you'd be foolish to think otherwise.

It was one of those nights,as talia massaged soap into your hair. carefully avoiding your eyes,not saying a single word as she worked. it was nice to pretend however,once in a while. That Talia al Ghul could be sweet.