"Between missions?" One eyebrow quirks as he glances at her sidelong, a smile flashing about his eyes. There is downtime, when he's waiting for information, and it is usually spent in the Sanctum, sleeping in one of his several hideouts, or in one library or another. There are times he wanders the streets out of restlessness, without a specific quest in mind. His work, however, is so overlapping that it may be thought of as constant. There's always crime, even if he's letting it rest on the back burner until such time as it seems best to move in on it.
By the time she speaks again, his face has fallen back into impassive lines. "Does she know who exactly it is she's loyal to?"
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Date: 2009-05-08 04:40 pm (UTC)By the time she speaks again, his face has fallen back into impassive lines. "Does she know who exactly it is she's loyal to?"