He stares at him for a moment, curious. "There's more to it though, for you anyways. Isn't there?" He wasn't a great detective, though he could fake being one if he needed to, but he'd spent lots of time studying people. He had to in his line of work.
No one was ever this blank, and it was sending a shiver up Jason's spine. "The diamonds. Might have just been a thought, maybe brought up by someone else?" If that got him anywhere, he could guess where that would lead. There were plenty of jewel thieves running around Gotham.
The problem is when value turns to greed, which it always does. [Cat just shrugged a little.] I never placed too much value in material things anyway. I can't take anything I own with me when I die.
Comments
... Yes.
And Bruce stares back, eyes revealing nothing, not curiosity, not anything else either.
"There's more to what for me?"
It's nice when you can make people smile.
I'd rather have a dog. And I don't like dogs.
Perhaps I should have gotten her a dog.
No. Diamonds are easier to keep clean.
All good points.
It's our gift and our curse - the way we can make value from dust.
There's a point at which it is.
I only meant -
It's good to see you.
It's okay, Mr. Wayne. I get it.
Can you not start with that?
How are you? How's the family? ...How's Cersei?
No.
You can't break up with your sister. She's your sister. Just call her.
Don't you have her number? You call her.
Are you all right, Jaime?
Evidently.