[reverse darkest timeline AU: and this is the way out of here]

[stilljustandrew]

He's tried to think about taking off the cuffs, as Brix told him to. It's hard to think about: painful, and frightening, and disturbing in a way that's somehow worse than either. It feels wrong.

But he said he would try, and he's been trying. It isn't his fault if it's too hard to keep doing for long.

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[stilljustandrew]

"... Okay."

He breathes in, frowning hard as though trying to decide something much more weighty, fingers twining together.

"Is ... is tomorrow night okay?"

[hadyougoing]

"Works for me."

[stilljustandrew]

"Tomorrow night, then ...?"

It turns into a question halfway through, as he looks back at Brix for approval.

[gothamsheiress]

Brix smiles.

"As you like. Certainly."

[stilljustandrew]

"Okay." By dint of considerable effort, that's a little firmer.

Tomorrow night. Okay. He can shower, maybe, and ask for some fresh clothes; something with sleeves long enough to hide the cuffs. Just in case.

He's kind of hoping he won't see anyone he knows.