Claire can't keep the question inside, and she doesn't regret it. She doesn't keep talking, either, instead turning and running along the roof to a narrower point. She isn't a gymnast, and she isn't someone that trained with fucking Batman. She's just a garbage-pail kid from Ohio that knows a bit of how to fight.
Vaulting the narrow spot, she scurries up to the peak of the next building, waving to Steph wordlessly to follow. Her familiar flaps his wings and takes off, moving in the same direction. May as well keep words out of it, if this is how things are going to be. She can deal with this later.
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Claire can't keep the question inside, and she doesn't regret it. She doesn't keep talking, either, instead turning and running along the roof to a narrower point. She isn't a gymnast, and she isn't someone that trained with fucking Batman. She's just a garbage-pail kid from Ohio that knows a bit of how to fight.
Vaulting the narrow spot, she scurries up to the peak of the next building, waving to Steph wordlessly to follow. Her familiar flaps his wings and takes off, moving in the same direction. May as well keep words out of it, if this is how things are going to be. She can deal with this later.