bruce;

[turdusmigratoriusmortuus]

[So, maybe he should have considered the ramifications of breaking his shoulder in a motorcycle accident, but maybe he made a choice and the choice was Killer Croc is trying to eat my baby brother and I can yeet a motorcycle onto him.

The real choice - the one that is has a ramification - wasn't his, anyway. It was Damian's, dragging him back to the Batmobile and driving it straight to the cave and then dumping him there. That little bastard was going to pay.

Unfortunately, the worst of the ramification is that Alfred found him, and now Jason is in the pack room up in the manor with a sling, drugged to the gills, and huffing the smell of a blanket that Alfred left with him like a lunatic.]

Stop hiding I can smell you.

[He says that to the door, which is now open.]

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[knightbynight]

You have ever right to stab me.

[ Just saying that. ]

I can argue with you about the whys, but it doesn't change that.

[turdusmigratoriusmortuus]

I don't wanna stab you.

Wanna watch the Knights play.

[He clearly is getting more and more loopy as time goes by.]

[knightbynight]

[ That... gets him emotionally, because that is absolutely a call back to much better day, when a much smaller Jason was curled up with him.

But it also concerns him enough that he presses his fingers against the inside of Jason's wrist just to be sure that loopy is narcotic, not coming from a missed internal bleed. ]


We can do that. I'll even buy you a hot dog.