[ He couldn't have known, but he should have. Calling Bruce paranoid would have been a massive understatement. Even in his old age, he kept such a hawkish eye on his property even though no one but Terry, Barbara, and the bats were his most frequent guests. Sensors on the windows and doors to alert him when someone even glanced in the manor's direction. A tracker seemed almost tame in comparison, even if it was buried in Terry's wrist.
But there was just something he couldn't understand. He could accept Bruce's paranoia at it's worst; they'd been together long enough that Terry had learned to navigate it. Why wasn't the tracker in the suit enough? Bruce got read outs of Terry's biometrics every time he put the damned thing on. He knew when Terry took it off and put it away and when he had it stuffed in his locker during gym class. ]
Why wasn't that enough?
[ He grimaces at the first swell of blood bubbling up from the cut on his wrist. The pain isn't new - he's been cut before. It may be the future, but muggers still liked their knives - so he knows how to work himself through it. Thanks to Bruce of all people. The thought nearly makes him laugh. ]
There's a tracker in the suit. He told me about it. [ His leg bounces, eyes squeeze shut. He's preparing himself for the tweezers. That's not going to feel nice at all. ]
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But there was just something he couldn't understand. He could accept Bruce's paranoia at it's worst; they'd been together long enough that Terry had learned to navigate it. Why wasn't the tracker in the suit enough? Bruce got read outs of Terry's biometrics every time he put the damned thing on. He knew when Terry took it off and put it away and when he had it stuffed in his locker during gym class. ]
Why wasn't that enough?
[ He grimaces at the first swell of blood bubbling up from the cut on his wrist. The pain isn't new - he's been cut before. It may be the future, but muggers still liked their knives - so he knows how to work himself through it. Thanks to Bruce of all people. The thought nearly makes him laugh. ]
There's a tracker in the suit. He told me about it. [ His leg bounces, eyes squeeze shut. He's preparing himself for the tweezers. That's not going to feel nice at all. ]
Why wasn't that enough?