"Whoa…What happened to him exactly?"

Danny didn't wait to hear the answer, already going through her medical supplies.

"He told me someone sprayed it into his face, Dr Anders."

"Sprayed it in his face?"

Brow furrowing a bit at that, the redhead peeked into the unconscious man's eyes, seeing the same perpetually dilated pupils.

Fingers on his neck, the fluttering pulse caught her attention before Danny sat back.

"I'm not surprised he's unconscious. I've seen someone else with something like this, though I hardly know what caused it."

Violet eyes seemed half-lidded in thought, and she looked up at the English butler with curiosity.

"Did he happen to say anything about a 'scarecrow'?"

"…A bit, I suppose…He was conscious for long, mind…"

"That's alright…I think I know a bit of what's going on…"

Muttering the end, she rooted through her supplied before finding a needle, snapping in an empty vial.

"I'll just need a blood sample to find the poison and make an antidote. It'll take a while by myself, but I'm sure he'll be alright."

"I could call for someone to assist you…"

"If you're really worried, I don't mind. I remember Rachel saying he meant a lot to you."

"I suppose so, miss."

Rolling up Bruce's sleeve, she carefully slid the needle into the vein and retrieved just enough to test.

Pulling it out, the vial cheerfully clicked out, settled on the blanket as another was put in its place and the tip covered.

Once both were settled away, she put a soft cloth on his inner elbow, holding it with practiced fingers.

"Dr Anders, don't think me pretentious, but…"

Looking up as she threw the bandage cloth away, she gestured for him to continue.

"…Might you have been involved with that new vigilante the newspapers have been going on about?"

"Which one?" She questioned in a joking tone, though her eyes darted away to her things.

"…Do you know of the one they call the Dragon Whisperer?"

"…A bit…I sometimes call her Doragon Teisei…It's Japanese."

"And why would you translate it to Japanese?"

"My ancestors are from there, at least hundreds of years ago…"

Standing, she picked up the vial and turned to the bedroom door.

"I suppose I ought to get to work so I can work on this. I'll call you as soon as I can."

"Dr Anders, you wouldn't happen to be her, would you?"

Pausing with one hand on the doorframe, Danny considered trying to lie…

"…Yes."

Worried, almost frightened eyes, and Alfred noted she seemed younger than her twenty-six years…

"…You won't tell, right?"

"Everyone has their secrets, Dr Anders, and it's not my place to tell them."

Looking in his eyes for any lies, she smiled when she found none.

"Thank you, Alfred…I owe you."

"There's no need."

"…Well, I'd better get this processed."

"Actually…"

The butler smiled…

"There are some secrets you should learn for now…I'm sure you'll find them most interesting."

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"I'll be heading home now that the antidote is done." Danny stated, shrugging on a coat.

"It was nice to meet you, Mr. Fox."

"The pleasure is all mine, Ms Anders."

Shaking hands, she also said her goodbyes to Alfred.

"When he wakes up, make sure he doesn't move around too fast. He might get lightheaded."

"I'll be sure to relay the message, doctor, though I doubt he'll heed it."

"I'd stay to make sure he does, but I'll be late for work. Still…"

Reaching into her pocket, Danny pulled out a black-scaled dragon charm, like the black/purple and silver one hanging from her neck and Sora.

Dropping it into his palm, she smiled.

"Good luck, you could say."

"I'm sure once he hears, Mr. Wayne will want you to come to his birthday party today."

"I'll try to be here."

Waving as she stepped out the front door, the redhead sighed, carefully unbraiding her hair as she walked down towards the garage.

Finding her car, she slid inside and started the engine, heading for the gate.

'Today doesn't feel like a good day…DARN…'