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[copsormasks]

[Jason is still surprised by the fact that Bruce would go out of his way to help him.]

You wanna stay and have some hot dogs?

action.

[brat]

( bruce was out and about. doing what, damian had observed but deemed it relatively unimportant in the moment given his own intentions, so he had watched. waited for the perfect moment, the perfect opportunity to leap from his own hiding place straight down onto batman himself. he could have been polite, offered a warning noise, any indication that damian had been coming for him, but batman should always be prepared for anything, and if he manages to get surprised by a robin leaping down from above him to attempt to throw their weight onto the back of his shoulders and knock him off balance - well. that sounds like an issue batman needs to resolve sooner rather than later, which clearly means this attack is just here to ensure the man prepares himself. )

[theknightshift]

[ Bruce has been on high alert since he got here. Not that that's anything new or novel or different, but there's something about being plucked up out of his life and plopped down again without even a hint of a warning that sharpens his awareness. So when Damian is drops from what feels like nowhere, Bruce isn't caught off guard. He shifts instinctively the second he feels Damian's weight hit him, compensating for the sudden impact and countering Damian's momentum before it could tip him forward. ]

Too slow, Robin.

[brat]

( bruce shifts his weight, and the lack of him stumbling is as good of a sign as any that damian isn't knocking him off balance. it's alright. there are multiple ways to hinder someone regardless of if his first tactic failed, so damian moves on to the second.

one arm wraps around bruce's shoulder, fingertips gripping onto the batsuit to support his weight while legs wrap around the man's waist, holding himself upright while he reaches for a small blade with his spare hand - not to use it against bruce, but simply so he can attempt to press it to the curve of the man's jawline where the cowl doesn't quite protect skin. )

Yet I am still significantly faster than you.

( mostly because he isn't carrying around a heavy suit of armor nor is he two hundred pounds of pure muscle, so he does have that going for him. )

[theknightshift]

[ It's true. It's so damn true and Bruce wonders would Sam Kristof still be alive if it had been Damian chasing him in that tunnel instead of Bruce. He would have reached him. He would have stopped whoever it was that had gotten to Sam first.

It's not a thought he lets linger too long. Not when he has a gremlin climbing on his shoulders.

He lets Damian press the knife against his jaw. Lets him think he's gained the upper hand, until Bruce reaches for Damian's wrist, and yanks him forward, aiming to drag him clean over his shoulder. ]

[brat]

( it's play fighting, not anything serious. bruce drags damian over his shoulder, and damian gives an oof as he lets himself go slack. it's less trust, and more - he knows how to land without causing too much injury to himself when it comes down to it. if bruce opts to throw him to the ground, damian isn't going to end up with anything too hurt. if he's opting to throw him forward and catch him in the same breath - he has a slack damian to wrangle however he pleases. )

[theknightshift]

[ Did he want to stay for more hot dogs? No. He really didn't. ]

Okay. One more hot dog.

[copsormasks]

[Jason gets the sticks he’s been using to skewer meals and spears two hot dogs to cook.]

Can I ask what happens to the Jason in your universe?

[theknightshift]

[ That is a question Bruce doesn't want to answer. ]

He's fine.

[copsormasks]

[Jason presses his lips into a line.]

He didn’t get kidnapped by Deathstroke?

[theknightshift]

Don't. He's not you. You're not him.

[ Two people. Two separate lives, even they somehow look the same. Jason would not be happy with the comparison. ]

[copsormasks]

[Jason rolls his eyes as he cooks the hot dogs.]

How am I not supposed to compare myself to him?

[theknightshift]

Because it isn't helpful. You've lived an entirely separate life from him. There's nothing to compare.

[copsormasks]

[The word ‘nothing’ hits in a way he doesn’t expect. Jason’s expression tightens and his jaw clenches.]

‘Nothing,’ huh. I’m just that different.

[theknightshift]

I'm not going to argue with you about this.

[copsormasks]

What, don’t want to waste time on ‘nothing’?

[Jason pulls the hot dogs off the fire, puts one in a bun, and thrusts it in Bruce’s direction, despite the argument.]

[theknightshift]

You're twisting what I said.

[ He accepts the hot dog but doesn't bite it. ]

[copsormasks]

I’m not. You’re the one who said it.

[Jason puts the other hot dog in a bun and sits down on a log across from Bruce.]

[theknightshift]

You are. Stop it.

[copsormasks]

Or what? I become the problem child? The one you can’t fix?

[Jason angrily chomps down on his hot dog.]

[theknightshift]

That is not what I think, Jason. Do not twist this into that.

[ His jaw is tight, voice strained. ]

[copsormasks]

Then what, Bruce? What do you think?

[theknightshift]

That you’re asking for something can’t give you. I don’t think you’re a mistake, but I can’t change what your Bruce thought.

[copsormasks]

[Bruce hits right on the money and Jason crosses his arms before sinking into silence as he takes another bite of his hot dog.]

[theknightshift]

[ he doesn't wrangle Damian so much as he gets him into position to be dropped safely to the ground. ]

Did you get that out of your system?