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dancing in my storm

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"One'd think you'd know better than walking at the edge of an abyss."

"It's not an abyss, it's just a building," she said without looking at him, the wind carrying her voice away. "I've done this my whole life."

"But didn't you fall once?" he asked stepping to her side, but keeping some safe feet away. Her very presence was a liability in its own.

"Uh, I was pushed," she corrected. "From a window, by your clone, by the way."

"Yeah, sorry about that."

"It wasn't you, no need to be sorry."

"You almost died that night, it'd be such a shame."

She looked at him smirking.

"Are you saying you'd miss me if I was gone?"

He smiled too, caught.

"I always miss you, even when you're around."

Selina scoffed and looked away.

"You're such a nerd."

Bruce stepped down the ledge.

"I'm glad to see you."

"Glad to see you, too," she said, the wind carrying it away as well. Bruce was already gone.