"Russian, really? My mom's side is Russian. They were Doukhobors, that's why they moved to Canada."
Iggy frowns lightly. "You were eight. When you put it like that, you make it sounds like Bruce forced you into it. Is that how you feel about it?"
He scrunches his nose up. "Yes, Professor Grayson. Yeah, show me the deadliest bears in the world." He tugs Dick along, happy to go look at the massive predators. "I'm shocked they can even keep them," he says. "Back home, apparently there was one at the Vancouver zoo back in the 80s? But the enclosure is so tiny - it still exists, I've seen it. They really didn't give a shit about habitat back in the day."
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Iggy frowns lightly. "You were eight. When you put it like that, you make it sounds like Bruce forced you into it. Is that how you feel about it?"
He scrunches his nose up. "Yes, Professor Grayson. Yeah, show me the deadliest bears in the world." He tugs Dick along, happy to go look at the massive predators. "I'm shocked they can even keep them," he says. "Back home, apparently there was one at the Vancouver zoo back in the 80s? But the enclosure is so tiny - it still exists, I've seen it. They really didn't give a shit about habitat back in the day."