[ He listens to it. That's probably the medal-winning moment of this, honestly, more than wanting to know what's going on. Gotham has him in her grip, her community always came first to him, whether it was money or the sheer force of his ah... personality. But this is the world they've got now, for however long, and he's been scraping up the roots before they have a chance to sink into the earth. Bruce almost prefers to live on the edge of a knife. ]
[ But it was Dick's birthday a few weeks ago, and Bruce watched him unnaturally still for longer than he had on any previous occasion. He almost spoke, but the first thing he owes is a fuckton of apologies, and let's face it, those have to be pulled from him like teeth. ]
[ He drifts towards Jim, who's been unusually reserved. Just inhabits the space for a moment, in quiet solidarity. They don't have to talk. ]
speech and after.
[ But it was Dick's birthday a few weeks ago, and Bruce watched him unnaturally still for longer than he had on any previous occasion. He almost spoke, but the first thing he owes is a fuckton of apologies, and let's face it, those have to be pulled from him like teeth. ]
[ He drifts towards Jim, who's been unusually reserved. Just inhabits the space for a moment, in quiet solidarity. They don't have to talk. ]