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[ladyofgotham]

[The smile she gives the camera is the sort she's practiced a thousand times; friendly and soft and completely unthreatening.]

Hello. My name is Barbara Gordon, and I think there's been some sort of mistake.

[Her voice, too, is a gentle one, though edged with confusion.]

I have no idea why I'm here. I'm nothing but a novelist, an activist – I'm pretty sure my worst crime is a few boring lectures.

[She runs a hand through her hair, lets the fingers tremble just slightly.]

I really would like to go home. The Waynes – my family will be worried.

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[Private Video]

[peektuttut]

[Uh-oh. He knows looks like that, and doesn't shift under it - he keeps the look on his face honest, if guarded, and he nods after a fractional hesitation.]

If there's anything else I can do, just...let me know?

[Private Video]

[ladyofgotham]

[She gives him a slight nod of her own.]

I - might.

[A faint, rueful smile.

Then her eyebrows arch.]

Maybe then you can share what it is you're not telling me.

[He's awfully invested for a boy who just happens to be from the same city.]

[Private Video]

[peektuttut]

[And he's just shrugging at that. Sorry Babs, he doesn't spill on first meetings, even when Oracles act creepily like Batmen.]

I didn't mention my middle name. Want that?