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“Cocky, aren’t you? Dean Winchester seems like he’d be hard to win over-- what makes you so sure of yourself?”
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“Cocky, aren’t you? Dean Winchester seems like he’d be hard to win over-- what makes you so sure of yourself?”
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“But Richard isn’t actually your son, right? Like, your birth son? Bruce adopted him.”
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Well, that peaked Crys’s interest. She took the book from the girl’s hands an studied the cover for a moment before looking back down at the brunette. “You’re really smart, aren’t you?”
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“Nothing, really. Just that you kind of talk like you’re five.”
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So. This was home. Crys gazed up at the Wayne Mansion and whistled, shifting the strap of her bag over her shoulder. A taxi idled behind her, with her few boxes in the trunk. Her newly discovered daddy dearest had arranged for it to drive her here and drop her things off-- not that he actually managed to come here himself. Apparently someone named Alfred would probably be helping her move in, not that she had any idea who Alfred was. Taking a deep breath, she reached up and knocked on the large door.