[Bruce just-- is standing very still. (Jason is secretly a T-Rex and cannot see him if he's not moving. Or he's just in shock. One of those two things)
Then he sort of half-extends a hand, which drops back to his side after the barest moment.]
[Jason glares up at him. He knows he doesn't have the right to be mad at him- he knows none of this is his fault right now. But fuck it he's angry and no one seems to get it and now Bruce walks in here and looks at him like he's the phantom of the opera or something.]
Got so many birds you can't even recognize them now?
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Maybe they will be - later?
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[ Now would be a good time to hug him, but she's still awkward about those. ]
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Someone is way biased.
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No one wants to tell me what happens in the future but... I know that much.
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Then he sort of half-extends a hand, which drops back to his side after the barest moment.]
Jason?
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Got so many birds you can't even recognize them now?
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He doesn't. Of course he doesn't. But the irony of the impulse isn't lost on him.]
No.
[You never forget your first dead Robin.]
I-- it's good to see you.
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Outside of a memorial, you mean.
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featured in icon: wrong kind of hug.
featured in icon: wrong kind of surprise
oh my god we're hideous never stop
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[He stares at her, his confusion obvious. But he doesn't say anything about the mist-like look her body seems to have, yet.]
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Hi, I'm Steph. [She almost offers her hand, and then - it just drops.] Or, well, I was.
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