[He can think of a dozen other things she could have done. With all the Bat gadgets she has, she couldn't have come up with a better plan? Maybe not batarangs and maybe not sticks, but there must have been something else...
How many people did she kill?
This reminds him of a conversation he had with Jesse last month. Being caught training with lethal firearms led to spilling the beans about his super strength — two things Saul decided to do for Jesse, for the people he's come to care so much about. And what did Jesse say?
You're better than this.
Saul thinks Steph is better than that, too. Knows she is.
What the hell is this place doing to them?]
I get it. [His voice is quiet, distant.] You did your work on the streets of Gotham, I did mine from behind a desk in Albuquerque. You and I and everyone else — we're way out of our element, Steph. This place is nothing like your home and nothing like mine, no matter how many parallels we might be able to draw between them and no matter how many familiar faces join the party. So what do we do? People like us, we adapt. We learn to fight in new ways. Right? Because neither of us is strong enough to deal with this shit like we used to.
[There's a pause as he takes a breath, measuring out his next words carefully.]
But I think — I think there's only so much fighting you can do alone before you start to forget who you are, because that stops being important. And you might think that doesn't matter as long as you're protecting people, but when you start slipping away from yourself like that, you're really slipping away from everyone who cares about you. And when I saw you with that gun, I thought... you know, that's not Stephanie. That's not Batgirl, either. I didn't know who I was looking at.
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How many people did she kill?
This reminds him of a conversation he had with Jesse last month. Being caught training with lethal firearms led to spilling the beans about his super strength — two things Saul decided to do for Jesse, for the people he's come to care so much about. And what did Jesse say?
You're better than this.
Saul thinks Steph is better than that, too. Knows she is.
What the hell is this place doing to them?]
I get it. [His voice is quiet, distant.] You did your work on the streets of Gotham, I did mine from behind a desk in Albuquerque. You and I and everyone else — we're way out of our element, Steph. This place is nothing like your home and nothing like mine, no matter how many parallels we might be able to draw between them and no matter how many familiar faces join the party. So what do we do? People like us, we adapt. We learn to fight in new ways. Right? Because neither of us is strong enough to deal with this shit like we used to.
[There's a pause as he takes a breath, measuring out his next words carefully.]
But I think — I think there's only so much fighting you can do alone before you start to forget who you are, because that stops being important. And you might think that doesn't matter as long as you're protecting people, but when you start slipping away from yourself like that, you're really slipping away from everyone who cares about you. And when I saw you with that gun, I thought... you know, that's not Stephanie. That's not Batgirl, either. I didn't know who I was looking at.