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❝ Since I was six, but I’ve lived in the Narrows the entire time. I think it makes up for not being born here though. ❞
She couldn’t help but laugh lightly at the easy to tell recognition or a comrade. A survivor of Gotham’s gravity. Taking a step closer a hand was outstretched towards him while a smile followed a few moments afterwards. He seemed nice enough and wasn’t a total ass like most people would be if you interrupted their thoughts.
❝ I’m Eleanor, but I just go by Elle. ❞
the response to what she'd said prior to offering her hand was forgotten. there was no need to keep such a miserable conversation going. jason simply nodded, acknowledging that he understood and gave a firm handshake. ❝ elle, ❞ repeating the name to himself, he committed it to memory. ❝ 'm jason. it's nice to meet you. ❞ the handshake lasts just a second too long, a nervous and crooked grin on the young man's face.
