[Before Luke can stare at the body too long, his vision is being obscured by the back of Susan's black cloak, which somehow seems to purposefully flare out to obstruct his sight. Susan will bend over and, with an unusual display of strength, pull the poker out from where it had lodged in the Riddler's head.
Blood and goo. Not particularly pleasant.]
Slugger, fetch me the linen bandages. Then escort your brother up.
[Whether that's a slip of the tongue or not, she doesn't correct herself.]
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[Before Luke can stare at the body too long, his vision is being obscured by the back of Susan's black cloak, which somehow seems to purposefully flare out to obstruct his sight. Susan will bend over and, with an unusual display of strength, pull the poker out from where it had lodged in the Riddler's head.
Blood and goo. Not particularly pleasant.]
Slugger, fetch me the linen bandages. Then escort your brother up.
[Whether that's a slip of the tongue or not, she doesn't correct herself.]