Actually, they were directed at me. They walked past me and leaned over to make them. I still try to take SOME silver lining out of this (first time riding to the beach and got 50 pages into this novel).
Here's some more hilarity: I was FINALLY going to message a girl just now. I go to send a message; her inbox is FULL.
Because we have to chase him. Because he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So we'll hunt him. Because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector. A dark knight.