[It's complicated, but she'll admit it makes a difference.]
For a long time... I didn't know. Um - who he was. Didn't care. [And no one told her.] I still don't... think of him as Bruce, really. He's Batman. That's what matters.
[Part of this is what she's telling herself, honestly, but it's true enough.]
[Cass shrugs, even if Dick can't see it. She doesn't really know how to put it into words - especially since it's partially a rationalization.]
He's important to me - but Batman's not... the same thing. There's... stability [saying the word carefully, a little uncertainly] in the symbol. What it means. [The symbol matters more than any one of them does.]
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He's younger, for one thing. And all that that implies. But you knew that already.
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[Oh, she knows it was a joke, it's obvious from her tone. She just doesn't care. Cassandra hums, noncommittally, moving on.]
Doesn't matter.
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[ Then she's taking it better than he had at first. ]
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[It's complicated, but she'll admit it makes a difference.]
For a long time... I didn't know. Um - who he was. Didn't care. [And no one told her.] I still don't... think of him as Bruce, really. He's Batman. That's what matters.
[Part of this is what she's telling herself, honestly, but it's true enough.]
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[ Dick's quiet for a moment, chewing that over. There's a lot of layers to that, even if he's not sure what it all means. ]
Can I ask why?
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He's important to me - but Batman's not... the same thing. There's... stability [saying the word carefully, a little uncertainly] in the symbol. What it means. [The symbol matters more than any one of them does.]
Trying to focus on that.