( makes sense, he thinks. though with everything thatโs been on his mind and bruce himself being alone here with no one he knows or recognizes from his own gotham, he hadnโt exactly pieced it together. didnโt even really know dick had felt jealous, but. again. it makes sense. a sort of sense he didnโt think would be possible in terms of being jealous of another version of yourself. but this whole place has a lot of things and people within it he didnโt think possible.
peopleโ children he didnโt even know he had. somewhere else.
he glances down to his drink again. stares to it for a long moment before he indulges in another one, reaching for the bottle there. )
Not everyoneโs in some group.
( he sets the bottle down. holds the glass there close to his lips. recalls the way damian had said to him that his father didnโt have patience. that the other dick had been the one to teach him and raise him better, from the sounds of it. he should be with him. )
Some of us are just trying to survive here.
( knocking back the drink, he allows himself to feel the burn down his throat and licks over his lips again, gently tapping the glass down to the counter to which he stares at it. tired. emotionally. beating himself up within his thoughts like always. letting them drag him back down into the shadows heโs grown so used to. where he belongs. where thereโs only batman. )
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peopleโ children he didnโt even know he had. somewhere else.
he glances down to his drink again. stares to it for a long moment before he indulges in another one, reaching for the bottle there. )
Not everyoneโs in some group.
( he sets the bottle down. holds the glass there close to his lips. recalls the way damian had said to him that his father didnโt have patience. that the other dick had been the one to teach him and raise him better, from the sounds of it. he should be with him. )
Some of us are just trying to survive here.
( knocking back the drink, he allows himself to feel the burn down his throat and licks over his lips again, gently tapping the glass down to the counter to which he stares at it. tired. emotionally. beating himself up within his thoughts like always. letting them drag him back down into the shadows heโs grown so used to. where he belongs. where thereโs only batman. )