[Look that way. Maybe it's just the Gotham skeptic in him, but he's not banking on following any timespace script as a matter of course. Really calls the whole free will thing into question, otherwise. (But then, isn't the whole purpose of this organization to subvert timelines they don't find to be acceptable? Not as uncommon as you'd think, maybe.) Given all the metaphysical nonsense surrounding alternate earths, different timelines—the known multiverse is a much bigger place than it used to be. Makes it hard to keep it all straight.
Still, there's right now to worry about. And you never know what might come in handy one day.
It's not lost on him that she's making a point of giving him the chance to say "yes, as it turns out I mind a hell of a lot." It's also not lost on him that she's got something eating at her behind that frown. Only one way to find out what.
He picks his coffee up off the table as if to free up the space for her. Then, as if in afterthought, he hooks a foot around the leg of the nearest chair so he can tug it over and pull it out for her. The Ramir he knows wouldn't have any problem hopping up next to him on the furnishings instead of taking a proper seat. But that is a very nice dress to be being unladylike in.]
Plenty of library for both of us. [Isn't that what he said? A little more incisively—] I'm sure hopping back a decade or two really takes it out of you.
[It's rude to ask a lady her age. But go on and tell him how far off the mark he is.]
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[Look that way. Maybe it's just the Gotham skeptic in him, but he's not banking on following any timespace script as a matter of course. Really calls the whole free will thing into question, otherwise. (But then, isn't the whole purpose of this organization to subvert timelines they don't find to be acceptable? Not as uncommon as you'd think, maybe.) Given all the metaphysical nonsense surrounding alternate earths, different timelines—the known multiverse is a much bigger place than it used to be. Makes it hard to keep it all straight.
Still, there's right now to worry about. And you never know what might come in handy one day.
It's not lost on him that she's making a point of giving him the chance to say "yes, as it turns out I mind a hell of a lot." It's also not lost on him that she's got something eating at her behind that frown. Only one way to find out what.
He picks his coffee up off the table as if to free up the space for her. Then, as if in afterthought, he hooks a foot around the leg of the nearest chair so he can tug it over and pull it out for her. The Ramir he knows wouldn't have any problem hopping up next to him on the furnishings instead of taking a proper seat. But that is a very nice dress to be being unladylike in.]
Plenty of library for both of us. [Isn't that what he said? A little more incisively—] I'm sure hopping back a decade or two really takes it out of you.
[It's rude to ask a lady her age. But go on and tell him how far off the mark he is.]