( Something he shouldn't get into the habit of: chasing away his nightmares and failures with a bottle of scotch, whiskey, or whatever's on hand. It can't be good for someone who already so heavily relies on the persona of Batman to feel as if he has some purpose β as if Batman is all that matters and the end game of all of this, but. Here he is. Having a drink or two with a son he's failed and has become as violent as he has. Bang up job as a father figure already.
He takes a moment there when Jason goes and asks that, licks over his lips, lets his gaze linger there on the glass he holds between his fingers before he goes and looks back over to the other. It's what he wants, isn't it? What he thinks Bruce can't or won't do with him. )
I don't think you can.
( Stay, he means. But more that it would be too hard for Jason β that he's not ready to and Bruce can't force him to. )
You need to figure your shit out. Where you go from here. Who you want to be.
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He takes a moment there when Jason goes and asks that, licks over his lips, lets his gaze linger there on the glass he holds between his fingers before he goes and looks back over to the other. It's what he wants, isn't it? What he thinks Bruce can't or won't do with him. )
I don't think you can.
( Stay, he means. But more that it would be too hard for Jason β that he's not ready to and Bruce can't force him to. )
You need to figure your shit out. Where you go from here. Who you want to be.