( arms release bruce, after another moment. this embrace has gone on long enough, and damian needs to busy himself. he turns his attention back to the bat he'd put down, who has squirmed her way over into trying to escape the makeshift swaddle. damian re-wraps her gently, then holds her under an arm. )
It shouldn't be. I know how to control myself and temper my emotions.
( it didn't help with anything when faced with grayson's corpse. when he'd felt his blood on his fingertips, felt his body go cold under him. it was his fault, he should have done better, tried harder.
and damian doesn't second guess himself like that. he doesn't get stuck on the what ifs, and yet - )
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It shouldn't be. I know how to control myself and temper my emotions.
( it didn't help with anything when faced with grayson's corpse. when he'd felt his blood on his fingertips, felt his body go cold under him. it was his fault, he should have done better, tried harder.
and damian doesn't second guess himself like that. he doesn't get stuck on the what ifs, and yet - )
I was taught to be better.