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I never thought I'd miss having Damian around, but that just goes to show you that life is full of surprises. Magical castles, violent Robins becoming constants in your life... guess I should stop sticking my toes in that river in Egypt. It's not a loss or something involving said magical castle. He's gone. No more babysitting, no more high speed chases through the castle, no more fighting or pranks.

[What a relief. Sorta. But now what?]

... I understand a lot better now, so if he ever comes back, I'll be prepared. Less road bumps. Less yelling and anger, more trying to work together and having fun. I promise. I messed up, but I'll always try, not because of Bruce or anyone else, but because he deserves a chance. Maybe normal isn't a possibility, but happy is. No mistakes next time. If there's a next time.

Yeah. This is way more depressing than I thought it'd be. C'mon, Steph. Don't lose it now.

[A pause, and a heavy sigh.]

I just have to believe that he made it home, to Bruce and Dick. He's better off with his family, and in Gotham where he can do good. It's for the best.

Still gonna miss him. He'd never believe me if I told him that.

[Now that she's gotten that out of her system for the moment... time to be nosy.]

[Lucrezia]

Ready for another modern day lesson?

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[ It takes her a moment to figure out how to open the package, then she returns to near Steph, all smiles. ]

I can forget him, soon. You mustn't concern yourself over me.

Easier said than done. [She gives Lucrezia a gentle punch in the shoulder.]

[ She laughs and lowers her eyes to seem threatening. ]

Careful now, I have been learning to punch from one of the best.

[She gasps!]

You wouldn't punch me, would you?

[ She reaches to take Steph's hand and hold it in her own. ]

You saw right through me.

[Steph laughs and gives her hand a squeeze. So cute, Lucrezia :') ]

How's that going, by the way? All the training.

Well enough. Molotov has proven kinder than I expected, though I am not convinced my fists will ever become my advantage.

You never know. Sometimes just knowing what you're doing is advantage enough.

Why did you learn how to spar, Stephanie? Have you any brute for a husband that you never told me of?

[Good thing she's thought about what to say if Lucrezia ever asked.]

Nah, no brutes for husbands. I used to be involved in gymnastics in school, which led to me discovering I'm pretty good with the physical stuff. The city I'm from, Gotham, isn't exactly the safest place in the world. Throw a rock down an alleyway and you're likely to find someone getting robbed.

So, learning how to defend myself was a good idea. [Not the entire truth, but not a lie, either.]

Gotham sounds much like Rome.

[ And Steph, you sound so awesome to her now. ]

So you went to school? Did you then study with other noblewoman--and men?

[She shakes her head.]

School's not just for the upper class. It's mandatory until you're eighteen. After that, you can go to college to continue, if you want. I go to Gotham University right now. Before that is high school, middle school, and elementary school.

Cesare went to school so he could become a bishop. Does that mean women can become clerics in your time? Even, lawyers?

Yep. Politicians, too. Just about anything, really.

[ That's a bit difficult for her to comprehend. ]

What do you wish to be then?

[Steph looks a little sheepish at that.]

I have no clue.

[Even vigilantes need cover jobs, and she can't be a student forever.]

Still figuring that out, and I don't tend to think about it too much when I'm... here.

You will be great whatever you choose to be.

[ Because awesome translates into every occupation. ]

That's a lot of pressure, Lucrezia. [Teasing! She appreciates the faith.]

What is? Greatness? [ She tries to seem nonchalant as if it's so obvious. ] Hardly. You are thus already.

[The "thus" part makes it sound so cool.]

So much confidence! I don't know what to do with all of this.

Embrace it! Ezio agreed that you are much too humble.

But you don't want me to turn into Ezio, do you? [Don't make her break out the accent.]

[ She giggles. ] That might prove dangerous for my heart.

Overload, right? I'm slightly more awesome than him, though. For the record. I think we might have established this before.

[ Laughing. ] That is why you would be even more dangerous, my friend.