alter-Mykey: the Richard Grayson building (caveside): Far From Home

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She still wasn't home.  Dammit, she still wasn't home!

Another Cave of some kind... there was definitely a Robin costume over there, but also much more spartan than the ones she'd seen before.  Which meant sooner or later, she was going to run into more relatives.  Or near relatives.  Or something.

Frankly, Helena was homesick beyond words.

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"Sweet mercy," breathed Mykayla softly, her eyes widening. "Who's your mother?"

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"Selina Kyle."

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"Catwoman?" she murmured, blinking.

Then she put a hand over her mouth to stifle a chuckle as those sad eyes started to dance.

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Helena gave her a puzzled look. "Yes. ...Why's that so funny?"

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"It's... a long story. Don't tell Bruce, alright?"

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"Ah, all right. Sure. Whatever you say."

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Mykayla sobered at the younger woman's expression.

"He's just met her and put her in prison for the first time," she explained softly.

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"Whoa..." Helena just shook her head and for a moment, leaned against the wall for support.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "It's just getting harder and harder, every time I go through and it's still not home."