( all bruce can offer is a look of understanding when dick goes and says that. feeling... disconnected from it all... an outsider. he can relate to that. especially with so many others having shown up here now. those who have memories β have history with one another and another version of yourself. he knows how difficult it feels to be in that position β in trying to find your place and so he understands how dick feels. even when he doesn't really say it.
again, his gaze flicks over to damian momentarily and then it lands back on dick and titus there. quiet. mulling over something. )
You're still welcome here.
( words soft, much like his gaze even if it drops to his own hands there as he says that. picking at his fingers some. )
It'll never be home, but it's a reminder of why we're here. What you risk losing if you don't try.
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again, his gaze flicks over to damian momentarily and then it lands back on dick and titus there. quiet. mulling over something. )
You're still welcome here.
( words soft, much like his gaze even if it drops to his own hands there as he says that. picking at his fingers some. )
It'll never be home, but it's a reminder of why we're here. What you risk losing if you don't try.