[Yeeeeah. Heather feels kind of the same way. Fighting the clown prince of Gotham was kind of a bizarre mix of nostalgia and mindfuck. It was so weird she almost couldn't even feel mad about it. ... Except that she could anyway, because she's Heather Mason and being mad is what she's good at.]
They're fine... scratches are scratches. I've had much worse... [A wry grin.] And I'd wager you have, too. [Silent Hill was kind of a health hazard just by existing.]
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They're fine... scratches are scratches. I've had much worse... [A wry grin.] And I'd wager you have, too. [Silent Hill was kind of a health hazard just by existing.]
[And then, in a softer tone.]
Don't worry about me. I'll be okay.
... Unless I get tetanus. Then I'm screwed.