[She presses a hand over the spot where the IV ripped free. Another tally-mark to add to her total list of minor injuries. Murphy's knuckles slowly go pale over the spot as she squeezes until it hurts. The pain lends her mild clarity, though she's still remembering the thousand tiny clues that made no impression at the time.
She bites the inside of her cheek, eyes locked on the wall across from the bed.]
Was it because I'm a cop? [She shakes her head as soon as the words are out. He's never asked about her job. He has too many ins with too many people to need her for that. Besides, she's hardly popular enough with the brass to be useful.
...She's making the IV spot worse now instead of stopping the bleeding. Murphy loosens her grip.
None of the reasons she can think of make sense. Bruce- Batman hasn't used her in any way she can pinpoint, but that doesn't mean it hasn't happened. She simply mightn not have caught it. There's enough that she's missed, clearly.]
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She bites the inside of her cheek, eyes locked on the wall across from the bed.]
Was it because I'm a cop? [She shakes her head as soon as the words are out. He's never asked about her job. He has too many ins with too many people to need her for that. Besides, she's hardly popular enough with the brass to be useful.
...She's making the IV spot worse now instead of stopping the bleeding. Murphy loosens her grip.
None of the reasons she can think of make sense. Bruce- Batman hasn't used her in any way she can pinpoint, but that doesn't mean it hasn't happened. She simply mightn not have caught it. There's enough that she's missed, clearly.]