❝ that sounds overly valorous. ❞
She scoffs the word. Everything in Gotham is valorous. All of what pushes against the grain, all of what defies the status quo. Emerging from the ashes of something unholy is valorous. Creating yourself here is valorous. In Gotham, merely breathing is an act against the natural order of things. In Gotham, valorous is as simple as daring to do something right.
She shakes her head, tired, ragged-mouthed, stitches still pulling around the corner of her lip at the right side of her mouth. She’s exhausted.