Pitstop on Pittsburgh

[Reeves]

Her smile would be reciprocated with equivalent sincerity and direct eye contact. It was unimaginable to believe he could flip a switch and be somebody else when dealing with other criminals and law enforcement, not when his nature came across as so simple and grounded. Maybe that was just it, maybe there needed to be two people. This version of him wouldn't have lasted long in a brutally competitive underworld. And if he was unable to defend himself, what could he possibly offer anyone else? Cake in a crisis was hardly a consolation. "That and I'm sure the food does its own job of providing compelling justification on why living this long was worth it." An attempt at humor to prevent overly sentimental humor from resulting in hurtful reflections on the past, it was unlikely that he knew she was experiencing the same thing as him, but an amusing distraction was a distraction nonetheless. He was getting prepared to pay for the food they had both enjoyed together, unsure of how long she could afford to stay here. It felt as if he'd more or less lost track of time, but his recollection was unhindered enough by this experience to remind him that there was nothing quite so crucial that he needed to concern himself with for at least the next day.

"Take your time finishing up, I'll go pay for our food and drop you back at the spaceport when you're ready to go." He stood up and momentarily left her alone at the table to do just that, walking over towards a counter at the back of the diner to exchange a few words with Sal, who seemed no less excited than he had been when they first arrived. No doubt suggesting something to Damian who was powerless to interject or refuse, Sal was loud enough for a few words to be heard even from where Olivia was sitting, he seemed to be insisting on something about taking a picture.

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