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[theknightshift]

I haven't made anything clear except that I want to help you.

[ Bruce, unfazed by the sharp turn in Jason's tone, takes another bite of his hotdog. ]

[copsormasks]

How would you even help me? Draw me in close just to reject me? Call me 'son' and then a 'mistake' all in the same 36 hours?

[Jason crosses his arms.]

That's all I ever am: a mistake.

[theknightshift]

[ Bruce says nothing else. Just takes the last few bites of his hotdog then gets to his feet. ]

Jason, I've never given you a reason to believe that's how I see you. You're insisting on things I never said. Blaming me for motives that are not mine. Learn to tell the difference between me and the man you know where you're from and maybe we can try again.

[ With that, he turns to go. ]

[copsormasks]

[As Bruce turns, Jason panics. No, he can’t do this again.]

Don’t go.

[His voice is tight with fear.]

Look. I’m. I’m trying to get used to this shit. [He sucks in a breath.] And I’m really good at pushing people away.

[theknightshift]

[ He does stop, but does not offer to sit down again. Just turns to look at Jason. ]

We don't have to be enemies. You don't have to push me away.

[copsormasks]

[Jason nods and sits back down on his log.]

I don’t want us to be enemies either.

[Jason runs a hand through his hair.]

I’m sorry.

[theknightshift]

[ The apology is noted and it gets him to sit down again. ]

How much longer do you plan to stay? Do you need supplies?

[copsormasks]

A few more days. I might need some of the basics like food and water.

[theknightshift]

I'll come back tonight with something for you, then.

[copsormasks]

[Color Jason surprised.]

You'd do that?

[theknightshift]

Of course. You shouldn't be out here without supplies.

[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?

[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.