[An escape. A family. It drifts in front of him, less cool and factual than it might have been had it come before all the nonsense the Joker brought to the ship. It's still controllable, though. That is what matters. That is what weighs more.
He folds his hands together, eyes traveling her face. She is new. She is someone else. She is a gift.
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He folds his hands together, eyes traveling her face. She is new. She is someone else. She is a gift.
He can use this.]
Have you told Will any of this?