Not because he's taken in by her, but because he appreciates the game she's playing. He should; there was a time when he was the master of that exact game, moving in the circles Bruce Wayne was born for, smiling, laughing, joking, while all the time feeling little but disdain for the pretense of it all.
"Of course, I was never planning to wear them."
Selina Kyle is certainly not trying all that hard not to show her disdain. If he were being honest, which he never is, not with this smile and this suit and this invisible mask on, he'd share that disdain.
But here, now, for her, he is that man she's sneering at.
In fact, her lack of pretense is almost refreshing.
Almost.
In truth, he doesn't yet know what he makes of where they are. He's been watching, assessing, calculating, since the moment he arrived, and he has no clue how or why he's found himself on what appears to be a bar, on a spaceship.
It sets every one of his highly-trained if somewhat out of practice instincts on edge.
"It's a bar," he says. "I'm assuming, if I need to, I can get a drink."
He doubts she's going to buy his smile or his words. She's too good at this game. But that doesn't mean he's going to let her win that easily.
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There's a moment of amusement in his eyes.
Not because he's taken in by her, but because he appreciates the game she's playing. He should; there was a time when he was the master of that exact game, moving in the circles Bruce Wayne was born for, smiling, laughing, joking, while all the time feeling little but disdain for the pretense of it all.
"Of course, I was never planning to wear them."
Selina Kyle is certainly not trying all that hard not to show her disdain. If he were being honest, which he never is, not with this smile and this suit and this invisible mask on, he'd share that disdain.
But here, now, for her, he is that man she's sneering at.
In fact, her lack of pretense is almost refreshing.
Almost.
In truth, he doesn't yet know what he makes of where they are. He's been watching, assessing, calculating, since the moment he arrived, and he has no clue how or why he's found himself on what appears to be a bar, on a spaceship.
It sets every one of his highly-trained if somewhat out of practice instincts on edge.
"It's a bar," he says. "I'm assuming, if I need to, I can get a drink."
He doubts she's going to buy his smile or his words. She's too good at this game. But that doesn't mean he's going to let her win that easily.
"What more do I need to know?"