"Yeah." Bruce came out bruised and a little battered but not, she'd gathered, from Jason. Whatever actually happened between them, it wasn't her business. She wasn't a part of it. Which was fine, God knows she has her own issues with the Bat sleeping on the sofa. But Stephanie couldn't shake the feeling that she had a responsibility toward Jason. Whatever this twisted, dysfunctional thing is, they're in it together.
So she smiles with a cheer that's sincere if not quite real. "It's a good thing you're back too, I find I don't know what to do with myself if I can't regularly kick your ass at lap-running twice a week. If you'd been down there any longer I might have had to just start racing strangers."
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Date: 2011-11-22 07:01 pm (UTC)So she smiles with a cheer that's sincere if not quite real. "It's a good thing you're back too, I find I don't know what to do with myself if I can't regularly kick your ass at lap-running twice a week. If you'd been down there any longer I might have had to just start racing strangers."