Terry came up from the Batcave after talking to Marissa and Tim, giving them some time to be alone. He knew that Marissa was close to Tim, and even though he cared for her, Tim could sure as hell do a better job comforting her than he could. He tired, but he didn't think he was very good at it.
He was still in his costume, his mask in his hand. He hadn't gotten over the shock of Bruce's death, and he still wasn't thinking very straight.
Seeing Maria, he stopped. They didn't know each other very well still, but he knew that this couldn't be easy for her, either.
"Are you...okay?" Of course she wasn't okay. But it was a start.
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