While Darkwing was eager to have that interview with Eddie Brock, by the time he made it to the cafeteria Stefan had already approached the reporter. He could have joined them, but he doubted the man could interview two people at once.
Another time, then. He wasn't the patient sort, but Stefan had beaten him to it, fair and square. Which meant...
Well, first he was going to get food. Darkwing didn't really have a preference when it came to this sort of cuisine, so he got a little bit of everything. Once that was taken care of, he had to figure out where he wanted to sit.
He had only met a few people so far, and he didn't see any of them around. When his eyes fell on a younger girl sitting on her own, however, he felt compelled to sit with her. It was because he missed Gosalyn, and while there was obviously no resemblance and a good chance this girl would act nothing like his daughter (Gosalyn was not a normal girl by any means), it was as good a place as any to sit.
Setting his tray down, he managed a small smile. "Hey."
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Another time, then. He wasn't the patient sort, but Stefan had beaten him to it, fair and square. Which meant...
Well, first he was going to get food. Darkwing didn't really have a preference when it came to this sort of cuisine, so he got a little bit of everything. Once that was taken care of, he had to figure out where he wanted to sit.
He had only met a few people so far, and he didn't see any of them around. When his eyes fell on a younger girl sitting on her own, however, he felt compelled to sit with her. It was because he missed Gosalyn, and while there was obviously no resemblance and a good chance this girl would act nothing like his daughter (Gosalyn was not a normal girl by any means), it was as good a place as any to sit.
Setting his tray down, he managed a small smile. "Hey."