[Sensing the motion rather than seeing it, Dick wonders if Bruce is going to jump away. Dick braces for it, but then the motion doesn't happen and his whole posture relaxes. It's been what feels like forever since he's invited this sort of contact and been able to sit with it for a few minutes at least.
Not wanting to disturb it, Dick stays silent until he's spoken to. He glances to the side and watches the play of shadows from the TV on Bruce's face. He can't help a small laugh. ]
You're not him. He's British, and old. I met him I guess when he was a little older than you, not much. He was never father. He was Master Wayne, Bruce when I got to be an adult. Alfred did the raising part, Bruce trained me to turn my need for vengeance into a weapon to hunt who he wanted me to.
[It's time for him to run his fingers over his lips as he thinks, drawing them back and forth in an old habit.]
He did what he could for me, raised me the best he thought he knew how he says now, but he didn't hug me, hold me, tuck me in. He didn't come when I had nightmares. I had to be stronger than that.
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Not wanting to disturb it, Dick stays silent until he's spoken to. He glances to the side and watches the play of shadows from the TV on Bruce's face. He can't help a small laugh. ]
You're not him. He's British, and old. I met him I guess when he was a little older than you, not much. He was never father. He was Master Wayne, Bruce when I got to be an adult. Alfred did the raising part, Bruce trained me to turn my need for vengeance into a weapon to hunt who he wanted me to.
[It's time for him to run his fingers over his lips as he thinks, drawing them back and forth in an old habit.]
He did what he could for me, raised me the best he thought he knew how he says now, but he didn't hug me, hold me, tuck me in. He didn't come when I had nightmares. I had to be stronger than that.