𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 .

Happy to see her feeling a little bit better. "You're welcome; don't let me catch you sad again or else." He said, hugging her tighter from behind and moving side to side.

She obviously needed comforting, so that's what he did, walking out to her and hugging her from behind before opening up and saying "Like I said, you aren't losing me either."

"Ouch. . . I'm sorry to hear that. I can promise that if it ever were to come to it that it won't be me he gets next; I can promise you do that." Giving her a reassuring smile, he placed his hand on her shoulder.

huffs , crossing his arms over his chest would act unimpressed if he could just stop smirking - “ okay , i'll bite ; how may i make it up for you after all my terrible transgressions ? „

Nothing was said in return. Slade took a few steps back, not caring to even look where he was walking before he fell from the roof. No sound was made, and he certainly didn't hit the ground. Batman wasn't the only person who could disappear without a trace. But he wasn't gone. He was watching. Whether Rose liked it or not, it always felt like Slade had a hand in her life. Her twisted guardian angel.

“. . . Who else has he killed?”

“I promise, I swear.”

“You have my word beautiful 🫡”

“It’s not, but it’s what I said.”

"I want you to survive." He had trackers placed on every single assassin in the city who was hunting her, all without their knowing. He would follow, he would observe, but intervene? That remained to be seen. "Good luck, Rose."