[It's less defensive than it might normally be: she feels a little less like she has to defend herself. Dropping her shoes, Selina heads to the ledge, though she's at least aware enough of her BAC not to jump up on it.
She just looks out at her city, and for once doesn't first think of how gross it is, how bad it smells.]
I'm also drunk.
[She turns to smile at him over her shoulder, crooking her head in an invitation to join her.]
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[It's less defensive than it might normally be: she feels a little less like she has to defend herself. Dropping her shoes, Selina heads to the ledge, though she's at least aware enough of her BAC not to jump up on it.
She just looks out at her city, and for once doesn't first think of how gross it is, how bad it smells.]
I'm also drunk.
[She turns to smile at him over her shoulder, crooking her head in an invitation to join her.]