[It's never really a casual beer between them, but the cart looks equally as good at this juncture. Crossing the room, Dick grabs two glasses and pours them each a glass of Bruce's fine bourbon. Moving back, he settles on a chair near his mentor and places the alcohol next to him.
He scans Bruce from top to bottom, looking for new bruises, cuts or the like. It's not like he'd worry over them. He knows they are fairly normal in their line of work. There's rarely a night that goes by where Dick doesn't end up with one new bruise, despite the efficacy of his suit.
Mainly, Dick moves to meet Bruce's eyes and see what settles there. That's the tell he needs. If he can even read it.]
What's the debate? or haven't you narrowed it down?
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He scans Bruce from top to bottom, looking for new bruises, cuts or the like. It's not like he'd worry over them. He knows they are fairly normal in their line of work. There's rarely a night that goes by where Dick doesn't end up with one new bruise, despite the efficacy of his suit.
Mainly, Dick moves to meet Bruce's eyes and see what settles there. That's the tell he needs. If he can even read it.]
What's the debate? or haven't you narrowed it down?