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"I-I'm fine, just give me a moment. It's nothing..." (From Wyll to Halsin)
Halsin could see on the man's face that he was not alright. "Wyll," He said his name calmly but clearly as he reached out a hand to bring it to his shoulder. "Take a breath, look at me. We're safe." He didn't know what it was that had Wyll so concerned, but things didn't always have to make sense. He didn't have to have a tadpole to connect him to the man and to tell he was struggling. "Take your time, Wyll." The bear immediately bristled, as if to rush to defend them from any danger if there was one.
"Hi! Since, er, um, I am new in town with my bakery and all. Wanted to give you my business card. Oh! And my famous brownies. On the card you can contact me and let me actually know what you like and with each order I hole punch your card! Gets ya a free order when all those lil cupcakes are punched out!" Sylvia - @shinebrightsweetdove
He stared down the slight woman standing before him, eyes blazing behind the dark circles of his mask as he listened to her chatter about her business and so-called famous brownies. Was she fucking serious? Was this some sort of elaborate prank somebody decided to play on him or something? Roman’s gaze flickered from her friendly face down to the business card she’d handed over, holding it aloft between forefinger and thumb as though expecting it to explode at any moment. This was Gotham after all, but the woman said she was new to the city and part of him believed she was being sincere about that part at the very least. After all, who else was naive enough to approach Black Mask asking if he’d like to buy sweets like some sort of damn girl scout?
"Great. I’ll think about it.” Roman replied without the slighest hint of friendliness before slamming the door shut right in front of her face. God he hated solicitors, but at least this one had a pretty face and was enthusiastic about starting up a business. He eyed the card again, taking note of the address before shrugging and pocketing it for now. Who knows, maybe his thugs deserved to enjoy a sweet treat at some point?