@gothamwaync asked : 👉 Point to something for my muse to see
Expecting the Bat to be satisfied in a common car with someone else driving the engine was like expecting snow in a bright summer time. He wasn’t in charge, & while he wasn’t shifting on his seat constantly, Dinah knew him fairly well. She would have turned on the radio if she were with someone else that night, but she knew it would just get on his nerves & thought it was completely non professional. Nails started to click against the wheel before her, patience was her best virtue. She could talk, but he dismissed every conversation before she could even open her mouth. Dinah ran a hand in her hair & stared through the window for a long minute before her eyes caught movement near the bunker they were spying on. Fingers gripped on the black armor of the man & shook him before pointing in the direction of the scene, all too aware it would be a tricky one soon, “ They’re here...” she said under a murmur.










