[ Wilde said something about not being lead to temptation, Bruce can find his way there himself. And he does. One item of clothing at a time. He takes his time; there's a lot less damage here, and a lot less vines. ]

[ The next few hours are pleasantly spent. Less emotional damage and a certain bit of less restraint. And once certain needs are met they're tangled in a bedroom he's since had repaired since their last encounter. He lays beside her and relaxes in the afterglow. His eyes flicker green, but the beast remains at bay. ]

Though I know you hate my-- pillow talk... Why did you intervene with Harvey Dent? The boys have plenty of protectors. You could have tipped any one of them off.

But you wanted to do this.