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[demon_brat]

Does it not occur to you that it may be for the better? I would prove beyond the shadow of a doubt what I chose and what matters to me, and there won't be anyone who can undo it. No more questions.

Just... peace.

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[imaginate]

[He sighs and rubs his neck, then he smiles at Damian.] Your options are always open, little bat.

[There's... also the matter of him roasting anyone who tries to kill Damian, but he's not mentioning just how fond he's grown of this Robin.]

[demon_brat]

That would probably be pleasing to believe.

[The game plan seems to be that they kill each other. Maybe. Though it's Damian's younger brother/clone, speed-grown and with even less of a chance to grasp for sanity. Maybe he doesn't need frying but to be given a chance, too.]

[imaginate]

Belief is step one to making it reality.

[demon_brat]

Or a fool's hope.

[imaginate]

If it's only hope? Yeah. Hope and will? That's another story.

[demon_brat]

Though then disappointment is an even worse fall.

[imaginate]

I'll be among those who catch you.

[The words are said simply, honestly.]

[demon_brat]

[Skeptical. But not entirely rejecting that, just. Doesn't believe it.]

Only one person has ever done that.

[imaginate]

Well, I can be number two. [If you want me to be.]

[demon_brat]

...

Why me?

[imaginate]

You deserve it. And I like you.

[demon_brat]

[Words that have actually never been said to him. The first three, that is.]

I... see.

[imaginate]

[There's that smile of the proud older brother fashion.]

[demon_brat]

Shut up.

[But there is far less fight - or derision - in his tone, now.]

[imaginate]

I didn't say anything. [Still smiling.]

[demon_brat]

>Tt.< [Mild glare.]

[imaginate]

Now you're just asking for a hug.

[demon_brat]

Don't you dare.

[imaginate]

[He may or may not be joking.] You know what they say about us GLs and fearlessness, right?

[demon_brat]

I am aware. I do not care.

[imaginate]

[Very slowly and quietly, he kneels down and holds out both arms, but some distance away, so that Damian does not feel threatened by an intrusion into personal space.] I'm here.

[I will catch you]

[demon_brat]

Oh, get up and stop being ridiculous, Rayner.

[But he's doing less of the glaring daggers thing, and his voice is. Calmer. Just tired, and mildly irritated.]

Some people are not as fond of touching, let alone being held, after a lifetime of most touch known being violent. I really do not favor hugs.

[imaginate]

[He puts down his arms, but he doesn't get up.] I'll keep that in mind. [And then, lightheartedly-] We... might have issues over the not being ridiculous.

[demon_brat]

[... that surprises a huff a laughter out of Damian.]

I don't believe I'm surprised.