[Phil doesn't actively dislike Gotham, but it would be one hell of a stretch to say that he liked the place. At least his makeshift office has a nice big window to let in the dim light coming from the setting sun, but with big windows comes another set of problems.
And sure enough, it's only been dark about an hour or two before Phil catches sight of a flash of red and yellow out of the corner of his eye.
Sighing softly, he stands and heads over to the window, pushing it open, heedless of the late fall chill.]
You know, [spoken out at nothing in particular — he's pointedly not looking at the gargoyle on the corner of the building,] it's considered rude to eavesdrop.
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And sure enough, it's only been dark about an hour or two before Phil catches sight of a flash of red and yellow out of the corner of his eye.
Sighing softly, he stands and heads over to the window, pushing it open, heedless of the late fall chill.]
You know, [spoken out at nothing in particular — he's pointedly not looking at the gargoyle on the corner of the building,] it's considered rude to eavesdrop.