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The doctor girl didn't answer.

Batman didn't speak again.

The two were silent for a while, and then Batman noticed that the doctor girl in his arms finally moved—she stretched out her hand, hugged him slowly, and buried her face in his arms.

He heard that she seemed to be trying to adjust her breathing. When she spoke again, her voice was still a little trembling, but at least it sounded much calmer at first glance.

"Take me to Gotham, Bruce," she said, "I... don't want to be alone."

The knight's uniform still had the cold dew in the late winter and early spring nights, but it made her feel at least much more at ease than when she was alone.

Batman nodded, paused for a moment, reached out and patted her shoulder lightly, then stood up straight again, and led her to close the door and leave.

It was Thea's first time in the Batmobile—it was awesome, of course, but she was no longer in the mood to marvel or take a good look.The doctor girl sat in the car in a daze in silence, until Batman stopped the car, opened the door on her side and stretched out his hand to her, then she took off the mask on her face as if waking up from a dream.

The doctor girl hesitated for a moment, then reached out and put her hand into his palm.

She didn't know when the knight took off his gloves, but now, his palm was generous and warm.

Bruce parked the car in the Batcave, and took her for a while before finally entering the category of "Wayne Manor" known to the public - Mr. Butler has been waiting for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Alfred." The brown-haired girl showed a still pale smile, and said softly, "I hope I didn't cause you too much trouble."

Alfred bowed slightly, but still had a meaningful smile on his face: "Actually, I'm very happy to see Master Wayne bring friends home as a guest."

Bruce coughed softly.

The doctor girl finally showed her first sincere smile since tonight.

"Bruce, you seem to be back very early today..." A young man's voice came from upstairs. After a slight pause, it was suddenly tinged with surprise, "Thea? Why are you here?"

Immediately there was the sound of the young man's footsteps running down the stairs, eager and full of energy.

"Something happened." Thea caught the boy who had already jumped in front of her, reached out and touched his head, "I... come to stay for a night."

Dick quickly said "oh", looked back and forth between her and Bruce, and then nodded with a clear face.

Thea knew what he was thinking, but at this moment she really didn't have the mood to explain it - the boy obviously didn't need her explanation, and he was already happily dragging her upstairs : "I'll take you to the room—Bruce's bedroom is on the second floor."

Obviously, the boy had tacitly agreed that the girl in front of him would live with his father.

Before Thea had time to speak, she was dragged upstairs by the young man involuntarily.

Bruce stood where he was, watching the two go up the stairs, and then turned to look at the butler beside him.

"I have already prepared a room for Miss Thea." Mr. Housekeeper smiled, "Although I think Master Dick is very right."

"Alfred," Bruce called out to the butler with a little restraint, "those truths have a great influence on her."

"Of course," Mr. Steward nodded, his voice could not help but carry a hint of sigh, "I think everyone needs some comfort and support from friends at this time."

Master Wayne was silent.

The bedroom that Alfred prepared was next door to the master bedroom.It took Thea a while to explain to Dick that she didn't live with Bruce, and then coaxed him back to his room to sleep under the disappointed eyes of the teenager.

Before going to bed, the boy sat on the bed, leaned over and kissed her on the face, and then gave her a firm hug.

"You look like you're in a bad mood." The teenager whispered in her ear, "I know you won't tell me, so you can tell Bruce. I want to see you smile like you usually do."

After being let go by the boy, Thea was stunned for a while, seeing that the boy had already laid down and got into the quilt by himself, Thea leaned over and gently pulled the corner of the quilt for him, then took a deep breath, lowered her head The head kissed his forehead: "Thank you, good night, Dick."

……

When Bruce knocked on the door and entered the room, Thea was in a daze.

When she came out, no one was in the mood to think about anything else. When she took a shower, she realized that she hadn't brought a change of clothes. At this time, she could only wrap herself in a new bathrobe that Bruce hadn't worn. The bathrobe was too big for her. She almost wrapped herself up in layers of bathrobes, sat on the thick carpet that covered the floor in the room, and stared fixedly out of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The night in Gotham is really too quiet, and it is too different from the bustling night in New York.

Bruce closed the door and took a few steps closer, only to notice that her hair hadn't been dried, it looked noticeably curlier than usual, and the ends of her hair were even dripping from time to time.But fortunately, the heating in the room is fully turned on, so there is no need to worry about her catching a cold.

Bruce sat down beside her, and held out his hand.

Thea glanced at him in surprise, slowly took the cup of hot milk in his hand, and thanked him softly.

"Your parents regretted it five years ago." Bruce's voice took off the frivolity and flirtatiousness of the day, but it didn't have the gloomy and low voice of Batman at night. It sounded particularly reassuring in the night, " Your father went to sea that time to seek help to get rid of Merlin and end this plan."

"So he died, and Malcolm did it. As for Ollie going to sea together, it was an accident. Mom didn't dare to mention it again, so she could only continue to cooperate with Malcolm. Later, Mom missed the tell, Walter started investigating, and Malcolm kidnapped him again. Malcolm planned to 'reshape' the city by creating an earthquake to wipe out all the residents of the slums of Star City." Thea has sorted out all the causes and consequences, "and the former The killer who assassinated Malcolm in a few days was found by mother, right?"

Bruce nodded.

Most of this information was in the document he gave her, and some details, including the assassination that just happened, were probably pieced together by her through the clues she found at home.

Thea nodded and said "oh" in a low voice, but didn't speak again.

Bruce turned to look at her.

Wrapped in her own bathrobe, she curled up into a ball, holding milk and sipping her head down. In fact, she should have looked very cute, but Master Wayne obviously didn't have any appreciation at this time—the expression on her face It looks a little too calm, but it makes people feel the depression of the master at this moment.

But Batman is not good at comforting people - he even wondered if he had ever had such an experience of comforting a girl in his memory. After a moment of silence, he could only speak something serious:

"Oliver will take care of the matter in the slums of Star City. If there are other situations, the Justice League can help."

"Thank you." Thea nodded.

"Barry proposed that Green Arrow join the alliance," he thought for a while, and then continued, "We will have a meeting to vote after Diana returns."

Thea nodded again.

After that, it seems that there is nothing to talk about.Batman can do anything - except talk to people.He could only remain silent.

During the long silence, he couldn't help but think of the doctor girl in a white coat who always seemed to be warm, the heroes who were helped by her, and the appearance of the little princess of the Quinn family every time she said she hated playboys , and even at the dinner party that night, when she saw the pair of men and women who had a tryst, she was full of resistance... But her parents both cheated, her biological father murdered her adoptive father, and the three of them even plotted an amazing criminal plan together.

It sounds ironic and cruel, but it is reality.

The two of them sat on the ground in silence for a while, and he saw the doctor girl put the cup of milk that she had finished drinking on the ground farther away from her hand, then retracted her hand and wrapped it back in the bathrobe, turned her head and looked up looked over.

"Can you..." When she spoke, she lowered her eyes again, and her voice sounded cautiously hesitant, "Let me lean in for a while? Just a short while is enough."

"I thought I loved my dad the most because... I didn't know that I wasn't his child; my real father was a madman who almost killed thousands of people, and my mother was an accomplice... I, I don't Know how to face Ollie, how to face Tommy..." Her voice sounded flat without any ups and downs, as if she was just making a mechanical statement, but when she listened carefully, it sounded almost impossible. Zha trembled: "At least, it makes me feel...it's not the time when I have nothing. Can you..."

Batman didn't answer.

Because before she could finish speaking, her words had been interrupted - by a sudden sense of weightlessness.

The next moment, she fell into the firm and warm embrace of the man.

The tall man almost wrapped her in his arms, and gently touched her head.

Thea put her face on the side of his neck and took a deep breath: "Thank you, Bruce. I'll be fine when I wake up tomorrow, and I'll be fine tomorrow..."

She repeated the phrase "it will be fine tomorrow" in a low voice, not knowing whether she was telling him or just convincing herself.

The man hugged her tighter.

"Oliver loves you very much, and you still have friends." Batman seemed to be trying to sound gentler, and the pause between the words sounded a bit long, "You helped a lot of people, and you found out that Merlin's plan was also because Your vigilance. Everyone likes you, these will not change because of your life experience, you...not have nothing. "

"Sounds...a bit of clumsy consolation." The girl raised her head in his arms, sniffed, and there was still a bit of sniffling nasal in her voice, "Will Baby Bruce's sweet talk fail at night?" ?”

Bruce looked down at her: "It never seemed to work on the little princess."

"It worked this time." She bent her eyebrows and smiled, but soon lowered her head in a panic and buried her face in his arms again.

Master Wayne soon felt warm water vapor smearing his chest bit by bit.

The man breathed a sigh of relief almost imperceptibly—finally wept completely.

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