From Where They Stand. || Todd and Gordon.
Bruce didn't know. Bruce didn't have to know.
But it wasn't Bruce not knowing Jason's whereabouts, his conversations with Barbara that bothered her... it was the fact that she felt the need to hide things, to sneak around in the dark as much without her cowl as she did during Gotham's hectic nights on patrol... or the less-hectic ones spent on lookout from some secluded rooftop, where both The Red Hood and Batgirl would attempt to peg every sound or siren as an excuse to leap into action.
Now was one of those times.
She sat with her back to the stone wall of the fifty-story building, cape wrapped about her in defence of the rain that spat down, cowled head inclined... the quiet nights unnerved her. Blue eyes glanced towards the man beside her hesitantly, but it took her a long moment before she could speak, and when she finally did, all that came out was a small, "So..."











