[rl] Harvey and Bruce

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[You have a visitor. Even the orderly seemed surprise. 'John Doe' didn't have family or friends, mistaken identity case that he was. Harvey on the other hand had been expecting it for some time. Jim Gordon perhaps, who else? Would he look mad, guilt ridden, a clashing mix of both? After all only two people knew where 'Harvey Dent' truly was, unless Jim Gordon couldn't keep a secret.

God knew the Bat could.

They brought him into sterile room, sterile white with plastic chairs and tables. He took his seat, glancing dully as the guard settled to wait for the visitor to arrive. He offered the man a sharp smile, almost meaning the gesture when the man went a touch pale at the stretch of exposed muscle and glanced away.]

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[it was without a doubt the most difficult thing Bruce had done to step into the clean, white room that reeked of hospitals and cleaning detergents. Seeing Harvey was harder than he wanted to admit, so he tried to keep it off his face]

Hello, Harvey.

[his voice was calm, his verbage to the point, but his eyes told a different story as he sat across the table from Harvey]