[For a little while, Dick wonders if Bruce is trying to see himself in what Dick's described. Already, Dick knows that the man he's sitting next to is nothing like his mentor. They both may not have known what to do, but there are certain instincts that he knows Bruce has that his mentor didn't. He's caught the amount of affection that Bruce has for Damian, and knows well and good the amount that Damian has in return.

It's no wonder. They are both a stubborn pair, but easy to care about. ]

It's okay. You don't have to know. I don't think anyone ever does. It's what you do that matters, and you're doing good. He appreciates it, I can tell. It's different already.

[Dick wishes he could soothe nerves further, offer more touch, but with their bodies already touching he isn't sure that more would be welcome-- It's a strange feeling either way. He merely lays his palms down in front of him and leans a little heavier, offering complete support. ]