Quite. For once, even I am a bit floored. I’d heard of the whole twin phenomenon going on but… it’s different when you have it happen to you.
Perhaps I could put a kettle on and we could see just how similar we are?
Considering how many versions I’ve seen of you…Me. I’ve gotten over the shock value of how strange Gotham city has exactly become.
Please. I’d love a cup of rosemary tea, while you and I talk to one another. Let’s just try not to finish one another’s sentences while we speak.
You're the first other-me that I've had the pleasure of meeting thus far.
Rosemary it is. And I assure you, I will do my best not to finish your sentences. That would be a little... strange. Though possibly amusing.
















