[Do you want to know how many people tell Batman that he really should look after himself more, and how many of those people he listens to?
None. That's how many.
Alfred has taken to drugging his food when he wants him to get a good night's rest. He watches her trying to warm her fingers, and shakes his head, tossing a non-working piston out of the helicopter into the fire. It's solid steel. He gives it sufficient time to warm up, and drags it out again with care, brushing the back of his hand against it. It's hot, but not quite enough to burn. He holds it out for her.]
Wrap your fingers around this if you can. Hold it against your body if you can't.
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None. That's how many.
Alfred has taken to drugging his food when he wants him to get a good night's rest. He watches her trying to warm her fingers, and shakes his head, tossing a non-working piston out of the helicopter into the fire. It's solid steel. He gives it sufficient time to warm up, and drags it out again with care, brushing the back of his hand against it. It's hot, but not quite enough to burn. He holds it out for her.]
Wrap your fingers around this if you can. Hold it against your body if you can't.
[Also known as: he's not hungry.]