Owner	Pose
Bruce Wayne	It's been a few hours. The emergency first aid has been done and there's little more to do now but wait and see. Bruce has been unconscious the whole time, currently lying in the middle of the large four poster bed that dominates the cavernous master bedroom of Wayne Manor. He's hooked up to professional grade medical equipment, his chest heavily bandaged and his face concealed behind a breathing mask. Alfred has given them time alone.
Selina Kyle	It'd be accurate to say that Selina is a bit... frazzled. Even she was surprised by her panicked reaction to Batman's sudden injury; the woman who reliably keeps her calm under gunfire. Maybe she was caught off guard. Maybe she's not used to seeing people she cares about get hurt. For a veteran on the Gotham scene, Selina's largely been a somewhat lonesome figure. She at least managed to stop hovering around asking Alfred questions during the important bit. Now she just has to wait. Selina sits in a chair dragged to the side of bed; still in costume with her mask removed and hanging off the back of her neck. She's fidgeting with a mug of tea and just... generally looking anxious and frowning as she watches over Bruce.
Bruce Wayne	There's a long moment of silence. All there is to be heard is the respirator groaning away, making sure Bruce is breathing well now that one of his lungs has been punctured. His eyes are closed, his mouth hangs open slightly. He seems almost at peace, like he were sleeping, and then - He wakes suddenly, one hand moves through the air as though brutally deflecting an attacker who isn't there. The other reaches for the mask, tugging it away quickly as he gasps angrily and begins to cast his eyes around the room. Sitting up frantically.
Selina Kyle	Selina's eyes are half-lidded and heavy, when suddenly Bruce becomes violently animated, making Selina jump in her chair. "Bat!" she yelps reflexively, and stands up sharply as she sees what's going on. "Bruce, no- hey! HEY! Bruce!" She calls out, trying to get his attention, bring him back to reality, god knows maybe calm him down, as she leans over him and puts her hands on his shoulders; inviting a measure of personal risk she hadn't considered in the moment.
Bruce Wayne	Bruce fights for a moment, and it's a terrifying thing. He's always pulled his punches with her, held himself back enough to not cause any harm. But he's fighting with everything in him for that second, and the sheer strength in him even in such a weakened state is alarming to behold. His breathing quickens, but then blue eyes lock on Selina and he begins to calm. His rapid breathing becomes, in time, a slow and steady wheeze. He falls back into the pillows, looking up at her. "What happened?" he says through a cracking, dry throat.
Selina Kyle	Selina grunts and gasps with effort, getting jostled in her attempts to steady Bruce. It's not a surprise that Bruce is stronger than her, but she wasn't quite prepared for the actual gap. She's never really experienced it herself. Getting men to hold back against her is kind of her super power. She finds herself panting softly when Bruce finally lays back, her heart pounding in her chest. "You're okay... you're okay..." she says gently as he lays back, looking concerned, though obviously a bit wary. "... You're okay." Selina repeats softly after Bruce's question. She pulls her chair slightly closer and sits down on it again. "... You were stabbed. Alfred says your lung was pierced. But I-" Selina glances to the side once, "But they got you back here in time. You're okay." She sneaks in those two words again. It's entirely possible she's spent a good few hours in this dimly lit room repeating that to herself.
Bruce Wayne	"Freeze," Bruce croaks as memory of the event comes back to him, "Captured?" He lets out a sigh, his eyes closing. He reaches for the oxygen mask, placing it over his face and taking several deep breaths that don't feel nearly deep enough. His eyes find Selina's after a moment, reading the concern in her face. "Had worse. Don't worry."
Selina Kyle	"Yeah." she confirms. "And the kids got the..." she shakes her head, words aren't coming to her as easily as she'd like, "... hostages. They got them out okay. Selina lets out a sharp huff of a laugh. "Don't worry, he says." She smirks a little, "If I'd known not to worry, I'd've... gone back and gotten the... nurse cos- eh." She gives up on that; her heart's not in it.
Bruce Wayne	"Might ... need a couple of days," Bruce answers, doing his best to meet her attempt at humor light-heartedly but he doesn't seem able to quite manage it. "Need to ... explain where Bruce Wayne is. It's - it's alpine season in Ecuador. Summiting Antisana. It'll buy a month."
Selina Kyle	Selina tilts her head for a moment, closes her eyes, and shakes her head slightly. "It-... wow. It just hit me how often I bought that." Selina sighs softly through her nose and her shoulders shake with a silent little laugh. She leans in, then, and clasps her hands around Bruce's nearest hand. "... I'll back it up if anyone asks. Heck, we're a hot topic lately, maybe people will buy that I'm..." Selina hesitates, and some mirth leaves her voice, as she seems to listen to herself finish with, "... distracting you." with some concern. "... I shouldn't be making you talk, probably."