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"I think I'm going to use the sword training excuse." She said with a small nod, knowing she was just going to have to prepare for the comments she was going to get about it. Her eyes did keep returning to stitching, while the pain for the most part was gone, thanks to the horrid herb, she still remembered what it had felt like. What it had looked like.

Emma looked around the cave briefly before finding her shoes and slipping them on. "I feel weird dismissing them." She was struggling to find a way to describe it to someone who grew up accustomed to this all. "Like I want to, don't get me wrong, but it feels weird using that sort of power, especially since they're older than me. It would be like if I dismissed you." Obviously, she couldn't do that to him, but it was the best comparison she could give. "I don't hate it here." She felt the need to clarify. "It's just taking a lot longer than I expected to get used to things."

        🦇—-;; Bruce just focused on the two horses, making sure Justice and Sparrow had food and water for the night now that they're being shut in for the rest of the night. There was more than enough space for them in the cave, but he knows Alfred will let them both out to enjoy some grass later on. He stepped back out of their pen then and he sighs a little moving to clean the dirt off his face and hand now, since he was dirty from being out in the city. He'd need a proper bath later, but he'll get there later. He'll make due with the wash basin and cloth that's in here for now.

He looked at her when she came back out to continue talking, and he hummed, "it'd be far more believable with the type of wound it is." He says and shrugged a little. "I'm not pushing for that narrative by the way." He assures, "but, as you said, there are less witnesses to your sword training, than you being on a horse." He says. He moved a little and he set the cloth down now and he sighs. "You know you can dismiss them, right? You don't have to sit around and listen to them gossip. And if they say things you don't like, they should know better. You don't have to put up with them bickering about you." He says, he did move then to take up one of the lanterns, lighting it so they could make their way up from the cave.

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Bruce bringing up the concept of using their underestimation to her advantage did help. She even cracked a smile when she heard him mimic the snobbish voice. Emma stayed quiet initially, looking for holes in Bruce's proposed idea. Even if it were already pretty well established she did not need to prove herself to Bruce, she's glad he at least pointed out she doesn't need to prove anything. Once she had finished her braid, she stepped out to change into her nightgown. Despite his assurances that small tasks wouldn't harm the stitching, she very much took her time and tried to be as delicate as possible.

"Do you think the sword training one is better?" She asked stepping back in, hating to prove him right or to come around in an argument but his talk of using their underestimation was getting to her. "There's a lot less eyewitnesses for that compared to the horseback riding." She added in, pointing out the flaw in her excuse. Her eyes did check her stitching, just to be sure. Even if she was growing onto Bruce's proposed excuse, she dreaded the fact her short-sleeved nightgown would probably lead to discussions first thing in the morning. "I really am grateful for all of this, I am," she prefaced "but I never have been judged so much in my life, Bruce. Like outside of anything related to Robin, adjusting to all the formalities is still tough and some of them expect me to become a poet overnight." She vented him before getting to the initial point. "And now I'm gonna be stuck around them all for day and night. No princess breaks."

        🦇—-;; Bruce sighs a little as she continues, before he folds his arms across his chest. "Let them underestimate you, it's your secret weapon in the end. That you're a princess, there's no way you could be a fighter." He makes an effort to at least sound slightly snobbish when he says that to make the point that he's only repeating things that he has actually heard said about her before he speaks again. "I know better of course, but they won't see it that way. They'll think what they want regardless of what you tell them, because you're the king's daughter, you already have to fight twice as hard as Dick or Jason did to prove yourself. Not to me, but to everyone else out there. If you think I don't see it, or know, then clearly you haven't been paying attention."

"I already told you, use whatever excuse you want. You don't need my approval for it." He says to her, finishing taking the tack from both the horses and leaving them to rest for now. He sighs and shakes his head a little. "You will be compared to others anyway, if not your brothers, then other princesses in other kingdoms, there is always someone they'll try and put you in competition with. Do not let them get to you."

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She was ready to counter, but he stopped her before she could get a breath in. He, unfortunately, made a decent point. Who knows what sort of comments she would hear when she goes out for a ride again. "Yes, I do but, I'd rather be known as the princess who can't ride a horse than being viewed as lesser when compared to my brothers." She still was stubborn. "I could say the horse got spooked, that's not completely unreasonable and less of the fault is on me!" That was one way to look at it.

Emma did take a breath, removing her boots before standing. "If I start telling my maids that I got hurt from sword training, they are going to start bitc--bickering about how I shouldn't even be doing that sort of stuff in the first place." She then went to undo her ponytail to instead put her hair in a braid. "They talk all the time, Bruce, about how I have to do princess stuff because I'm the only princess--and the only female royal. It's shit!"

        🦇—-;; He continued with the armour on the horse, since he needed to watch what he was doing to avoid hurting, or spooking the horses, not that either of them spooked easily, but that was besides the point, he didn't need the risk of getting bitten, or kicked because he did something they didn't like whilst he removed their armour and tack. He sighs a little when she spoke, brows furrowed.

He does glance at her after a moment, watching her as she continued her rant. He sighs lightly and shakes his head, lifting his hand to pet it gently against the horse's muzzle who had nudged him. "And falling on a piece of glass makes that so much better." Bruce responds, then he holds his hand up to stop her from responding to that. "I am listening to you, don't you dare claim I'm not. I simply don't want the world thinking because you're a princess you're a delicate thing that can't go anywhere on her own because she'll get hurt. I don't think you want that either." He shifts a little, moving to set the tack he'd taken off the horse down now. "Who cares what others think of you, your worth is not defined by the capabilities of others, not even your brothers. It will only breed resentment if you focus on what others compare you to. Do you understand?"

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While she did angrily remove each item from her belt, there was a far more contrasting action when it came to removing the gear on her injured arm. She was extra careful and slow with it, to make sure absolutely nothing could interfere with her stitches. Emma rolled her eyes at his final comment, taking a big breath before she began her tangent, setting aside the removed gear.

"Don't pull that, Bruce." She refused to cave to the comment he made. "I care about what you think too much, hence why I cried when you yelled at me--or didn't yell at me, however you want to call it. Because I thought you hated me." She bent down to unbuckle her boots, as angrily as she could while continuing her rant. "Which I know you don't hate me, great. But da--Bruce." Nope. She was not going to address that slip-up. "You've got to listen to me. They find out I messed up in sword training? I'm instantly going to be compared to Dick and Jason. Which I don't care, but I do care because I see these people like every day and I'm about to be locked inside for over a week."

        🦇—-;; Bruce watched her when she spoke, he did give her a bit of an unimpressed look. He had begun to take off his plate mail at this point, starting with the gauntlets, since he was not going back out tonight there was no reason to be wearing it. He sighs a little after a moment. "Use whatever excuse you want to, Emma. My offer was only a suggestion." Bruce says, "just remember, it has to be believable." He shrugged. "But why does it matter what I think."

His armour his placed down carefully, no intention of damaging it. But once he was down to his gambeson he moved to the more secluded area of the cave to actually finish changing. Once he was in some ordinary clothes, he did come back to put the remainder of his suit with the armour, then his hand rubbed lightly at the bridge of his nose, before his focus once again shifts to the horses, so he can start taking off their armour and tack.

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Emma waited for a response from him, but nothing. She had enough time to think over what she said and she did not regret the words she said and how she said them. He was giving her attitude, so it did not feel completely unprompted. She decided to take him up on this 'silent treatment', at least until they were in the cave because then she could completely remove her filter.

Once in the cave, she ungracefully jumped off the horse, her arm was fine as she could definitely feel the effects of the medicine kick in, her legs only slightly stung from her landing. She waited another moment to see if he would say anything, since it seemed like it wasn't, she began to speak again, the attitude remaining in her tone. "I can say I fell off and landed on some broken glass. Does that work?" She went ahead and began to remove all the items from her belt and slammed them as loudly as possible on the table.

        🦇—-;; Bruce gave her a bit of a look that was definitely noticeable, even through the helmet covering most of his face. However he doesn't say a single other word to her for the time being. Bruce instead shifts his focus to the path and ducks down as he needs to when they approach the opening of the cave, since he's a little bit too tall on horse back for the ceiling for the first few metres into the cave.

He did raise a single brow at her response to what he said, however, if she wasn't going to tell him, he wasn't going to force her to, but he also wasn't going to say another word. Once they're in the main part of the cave, he climbs down off the horse, knowing she can get down just fine on her own. He moves and takes the helmet off and sets it down on the table and sighs a little.

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"I don't have an attitude." Emma was quick to say back, with full stubbornness kicking in. "I'm saying what you want me to say, aren't I? Stay inside and do not lift anything heavy." She found nothing at all wrong with what she said. "You want me to break the rules like you did? I can do that." Now she was aware she was poking the bear.

Emma turned away from him when he defended his suggested excuse for her to give others. While turning away, he might have caught an eye roll. "Okay, great, you're not even interested in why I don't like that excuse." She was pissed. Moments ago she was more than ready to explain her reasoning, but after hearing that response it sounded like she was going to end up talking to a brick wall.

        🦇—-;; "I think that as implied with the 'don't swallow it' that it was bad to swallow." Bruce counters. He shakes his head a little bit before he sighs softly. He waves his hand a bit dismissively on that.

"I know, I'm telling you it's not necessary." He says, picking up on her annoyance. He's making it clear that despite his own tendency to push his limits, he doesn't expect her to do the same. He sighs lightly and he shook his head a little. "I don't need the attitude, Robin." He reprimands quietly, brows furrowed.

He looked at her when she turned, he did move to keep her from jostling the saddle too much because there wasn't much room for that. "I was making a suggestion earlier on what could have injured your arm that was more believable than falling off your horse. It also distances you from Robin." Bruce says pointedly. "But, by all means, enlighten me as to why it can't be the case."

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"Well a 'hey it can be poison' headsup would've been nice." Was the best thing she could manage to say back in her own defense because unfortunately, Bruce had made some very fair points.

"I'm just offering." She said annoyed by how adamant he was with not bending the rules for her, even if he just told her about a time when he had to go out while not fully recovered. She couldn't entirely see why she was not allowed to do the same. "I'll stay inside and lift nothing heavier than a book." Things were going to be a lot less thrilling, but what could she do?

Once she did notice the cave was in sight, she turned her head slightly not really able to look up at him directly, but enough to give the idea. "Okay, can I now tell you more about why I don't want messing up in sword training to be the reason why my arm is screwed up?"

        🦇—-;; Bruce looked at her for a long moment when she reacted to what he said and he huffs. "Because it's only poisonous if you swallow all of it." He says, "and I told you not to swallow it, in fact I was very adamant about that." He shakes his head a little. "Do you really think I'd have given it to you if it could kill you?" Bruce scoffed, "swallowing the plant makes you ill because it keeps affecting you until it's out of your system. And you would have hated being ill a lot more than the bitter taste." He says, his hand tightened a little in the reigns then and he huffed.

His lips purse a little before he shakes his head slightly, his gaze flickers forward to the path then, before he brushed his hand along his horse's neck lightly, at least where he could reach past Emma. "Absolutely not." Bruce wouldn't back down from that. He turns the horses slightly to lead them up the path to the Cave now that they were close enough to it. "You getting more injured because you're out too soon with an injury like that will screw it all up. Its safer if you let yourself heal before joining me on patrols again."

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"I have poison in my mouth?!" Emma exclaimed, now trying her absolute best to be as careful as possible with the herb. "Why didn't you say that before?" What if I swallowed it on accident! Would you tell me then? Or would I just suddenly pass out?"Her mind was scattered, but the second he told her she'd chewed it enough, she leaned over to the side of the horse to spit it onto the ground. "Oh my god I had poison in my mouth--no wonder it tasted like shit!"

Just as she predicted, the taste lingered but at least she no longer had to expect it to grow. She wiped her face to try and help get the disgusting face to disappear. SHe never expected her night to become both painful and gross. "Well if you like absolutely need help with something, I'm okay going out to help." She said like it was nothing to her. "I don't want to accidentally screw up everything because I'm gone."

        🦇—-;; "No, you don't swallow it so it doesn't keep being absorbed into your body." He says, "it would be too potent then, and become a poison." He explains carefully. "That's why I told you not to swallow it." He shrugged when she asked him if she can spit it out, "go ahead, you've chewed it long enough." He says simply.

He watched her for a moment when she did finally respond to him and he huffed lightly. "I didn't think I'd need to explain why." He responds. Given that Bruce generally tended to try and get a little rest when he was hurt, not as much as he should, but he definitely did try. "No. You will stay in until you're fully healed." He's not going to let her, mostly because he can handle things on his own generally, and there were uninjured allies he can rely on whilst she recovers.

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"Well, I just thought if you bake it it would be okay then?" Emma quickly said defensively, not that she really knew if that would have helped but it sounded right to her. What irritated her was how the taste was not going to disappear when she spits it out, it probably was going to linger for a whole week. "Can I spit it out yet...?"

Emma fell quiet for a moment when he elaborated on why he had jumped on the rooftops. "Okay to be fair you left that part out." She said in her own defense, how was she supposed to know he had a strong reason behind his actions? "I mean if like, I am needed to help with Robin stuff early, I'll do it." Would it potentially be painful? Yes, but she didn't not want to help.

        🦇—-;; Bruce rose a brow, "why didn't I think of that." He drawls, he shakes his head a little. "I literally just told you you can't swallow it. You'll just have to put up with the taste, okay?" He sighs lightly. "If I had a way of making it more palatable, I'd have done so. I don't like the taste anymore than you do." He understands, but comparatively, the bad taste was more pleasant than the pain the herb prevented.

He watched her carefully for a moment when she responded and he nods. "Good, then you have nothing to worry about." He says to her. He moved a little, shifting in the saddle a little because it's not really designed for two riders and he has to sit a little awkwardly to make it work. He huffs at her question, "it was either that, or letting a murderer escape to continue his killing spree." He says and then he scowled at her a little. "You don't have that excuse."

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Emma frowned at his response back. "It should be baked into something." Was her solution to the disgusting taste. "Like it's in a pastry or you can dip it in chocolate." Both sounded great solutions to her so she never had to experience this awful taste ever again.

The example he gave did help give her some understanding of how far she would have to push things for it to be a risk for her stitches. "No." She said as if it were obvious. "No matter how badly I want to jump from rooftop to rooftop, I'm not going to." However, now she was thinking more of the example and that it was an example of his experience. "Wait, why were you jumping from rooftop to rooftop in stitches?" She did feel a small sense of pride in calling him out.

        🦇—-;; "You're gonna have to. It's not like there's anything less unpleasant that helps as well." He says to her. She was going to have to get used to it to a degree, at least until something better came along, it's not like Bruce can use healing magic, or any magic for that matter, the cost would be too great to him as a person if he did. "I know, that's why I didn't give it to you." He says to her.

Bruce sighs gently and he looked at her, "anything you have to strain to lift up. That's too heavy." He explains to her, "and if the stitches were that easy to break open they wouldn't be very good. You don't have to be that careful." He shrugged, "I mean the few times I've torn stitches open it's because I was catching myself jumping from rooftop to rooftop." He purses his lips a little, "I don't think you'd be doing that, right?"

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"I don't think I'm gonna get used to it." Emma quickly said in response, thankful that he had at least stopped describing how exactly disgusting it was. Maybe if she had known that ahead of time she would have been more careful, even if she was not entirely sure how else she would have managed to block the attack. "I don't want the worse stuff." She stated firmly, that this was bad enough.

"Yeah, you're making that sound super easy." She was not sure how much she could trust herself with seemingly simple rules. "Like what's heavy? Because armor can be heavy, and you know what else can be? Dresses--or books if you really think of it." Silverware sounded safe....and blankets, but what if she pulled on the blankets too hard? "What if, in the middle of the night, I get cold or like accidentally kick blankets off and then I quickly pull them up because I'm only half awake and then...boom, blood everywhere."

        🦇—-;; He can't quite help the laugh that leaves him when she reaches behind herself to hit him to get him to stop, the little plink of her hand hitting the top of his helmet sounding out. "Don't worry, you get used to the taste the more you use it." Not that it made it any less unpleasant, it just got manageable to deal with. "And honestly, there is worse things out there. Speaking from experience."

He rose a brow at her words, noting how she stopped herself from saying too much. Bruce simply hummed. "Fair enough." He states gently. He then looked up and around, they were almost back at the cave now in any case. "Really, all you have to do is keep that wound clean, and don't lift anything heavy for the next few days." He says, "easily done, hm?" He shakes his head a little. "There shouldn't be any follow-ups."

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"Because I can't imagine a worse taste than this," Emma said back before he face scrunched, raising her good arm to lightly hit at his head behind her. "Okay! Okay! I don't need to hear anymore!" She said, trying to get him to stop describing how awful it was. "I don't want to throw up." She complained.

Emma did smile when she heard he'd stay in for the rest of the night. "Thank god." Now she didn't care if he knew how much she was hoping he'd stay. "Like, I would find--" She stopped herself there, realizing she might be talking a bit too much out in the open. She paused, trying to find a way to best phrase things but keep them vague. "If I needed to go to someone to ask any follow-ups...I want to go to you only."

        🦇—-;; "Why on earth would I lie about how disgusting it can be?" Bruce asks, "it's literally like eating chalk and earwax." His nose scrunches under the helmet. "Five minutes, if you want it to work. If you don't want it to be as effective, by all means, spit it out now." He says. It's not a punishment, just how to use the herb. After all he's already had his upset about her trying to hide the wound from him, there was no reason to further reprimand her for that.

He hummed a little, "they're intelligent, beautiful creatures, that deserve as much respect as anything else." Bruce says fondly. "They still surprise me sometimes and I've been around them for as long as I remember." He says simply with a small shrug of his shoulders.

"No." He answers plainly when she asked him if he was going back out again later. "It's late, staying in would be better." He explains. If he went back out, he wouldn't make it back to the castle before the sun rose. Not that that bothers him, he just usually preferred to return before the morning guards would see him.

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It was disgusting. Was it really that worth it? "It can be worse?" She said in clear surprise, she still chewed onto the herb because she did trust him--even if part of her was wondering if this was some prank. "Five minutes?" Maybe it was a hidden punishment for trying to hide her injury from him. Even if she could just spit it out at any time, she unfortunately trusted him.

Her face was still stuck with disgust as she continued to chew the herb in their conversation, waiting for him to say when she was good. "That makes sense...it's crazy horses can just do that." She emphasized to him, there were still plenty of things she still was wrapping her head around.

"Are you going to go back out later?" Emma asked him, with some slight worry in her voice. She guessed she could contact Alfred if she needed anything and didn't want others to know of her injury just yet, but she preferred to be with Bruce much longer.

      🦇—-;; Bruce watched her for a moment when she took that first bite, he gives a little huff at her complaint. "Yes, I wouldn't have given it to you if it wasn't going to help." He sighs a little bit, "it's worse when it's mixed into a tea." Which was the better way to have it, but he can't exactly sit around and wait for water to boil with it, so he just carries the herb to chew. "Five minutes, then you can spit it out." He tells her.

He hums again at her words, "yes, really." He says, and he smiled lightly for a moment and he shakes his head. "She's being trained so that she can't be stolen, Robin. Horse thieves will try and she's already only letting you ride her, she trusts me because Justice does." He explains, "to them we're family." He shrugged his shoulders lightly before he sighs quietly. When she speaks about having to chase the horse and he rose a brow. "I doubt that will happen, but if she doesn't come back when you call her, I will retrieve her when I'm back from my patrols."

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