"Well. I guess that answers my question about your stance on secret identities."
A tracking device in the batsuit that isn't only explicitly accessible by the cave's computers? Bruce would have a conniption. It'd been drilled into him pretty early on that the job and his life outside of it were wires never meant to be crossed. But with the uplink doubling as a tracker, anyone with access to the network could trace him back to his apartment, right down to which bedroom he sleeps in. So much for anonymity. He'd planned on outing himself to Tim - maybe - but a whole list of people he's never met, let alone recognizes?
... Still. Here on the island there is no batcave, no supercomputer to do the heavy lifting for him. No Bruce. His options are suffocatingly limited.
"How about a compromise. Can this handle your file?"
From his utility belt he produces the phone they'd given him back at the hospital.
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A tracking device in the batsuit that isn't only explicitly accessible by the cave's computers? Bruce would have a conniption. It'd been drilled into him pretty early on that the job and his life outside of it were wires never meant to be crossed. But with the uplink doubling as a tracker, anyone with access to the network could trace him back to his apartment, right down to which bedroom he sleeps in. So much for anonymity. He'd planned on outing himself to Tim - maybe - but a whole list of people he's never met, let alone recognizes?
... Still. Here on the island there is no batcave, no supercomputer to do the heavy lifting for him. No Bruce. His options are suffocatingly limited.
"How about a compromise. Can this handle your file?"
From his utility belt he produces the phone they'd given him back at the hospital.