( to which he opens up the cupboard and pulls down the other cans he has there. peaches, mixed vegetables, baby corn, tuna... sets that aside since it's not for damian... alphabet pasta in tomato sauce, and vegetable soup. looking over to damian, he hums a little. )
( he's - trying to help. bruce is just grabbing whatever has some nutritional value to it. he needs to eat better than that, too. )
Dumplings - they are often not terrible when frozen, even if they're not nearly as good. Kibbeh. Vegetarian, obviously. Cereal, but not the kind that is more than half of your daily value of sugar in a bag.
( it's important to properly socialize one's father.
which is why damian heads off into one of the spare rooms, takes off his tunic and boots, replaces the boots with sneakers, and shoves a hoodie on over his head in place of the tunic.
this is close enough to normal clothing.
at least close enough to go out in. just don't comment on the nightwing emblem across the chest of the hoodie. )
( from what he's seen, but. sunglasses on, hands in his pockets, he starts to make his way out of the tower after grabbing his duffel bag which he slings over his shoulder. )
( that's damian for, 'i heard what you said, yet i am choosing to ignore it'. he shoves his hands into his pockets, and - takes a few quick steps to catch up, so he's walking beside bruce. )
( he's relatively quiet as they go, as to be expected from him maybe. his own hands in his pockets, duffel bag there at his side, eyes staring ahead through the dark sunglasses framing his face. it's not an incredibly long venture from the tower to kwik trip, but it's still one that takes him from the comfort of his tower to be out in the open like this. something he hasn't done much of since seeing that twisted version of his mother. )
( bruce is quiet, and so is damian. he keeps up well enough, and after a few moments of silence, reaches into the pocket of his pants, the pocket that's generally covered by the extended tunic of his robin gear - a perfect hiding place for the game boy he's taken to carrying around. the screen flicks on, and while he keeps pace with bruce easily enough, he begins taking his pokemon trainer through one of the rock tunnels in game.
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so gross. he can't keep up with the conversation, he has to, )
Is it meant to be that wet?
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Says it's in syrup, so. I would imagine so.
( this is definitely not the sort of fruit salad alfred would serve, no. so. )
Do you want something else?
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damian reaches for the spoon, and -- shoves fruit pieces around the bowl for a minute. )
We should check the convenience store's stock later.
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( to which he opens up the cupboard and pulls down the other cans he has there. peaches, mixed vegetables, baby corn, tuna... sets that aside since it's not for damian... alphabet pasta in tomato sauce, and vegetable soup. looking over to damian, he hums a little. )
The rest of the options.
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( he's - trying to help. bruce is just grabbing whatever has some nutritional value to it. he needs to eat better than that, too. )
Dumplings - they are often not terrible when frozen, even if they're not nearly as good. Kibbeh. Vegetarian, obviously. Cereal, but not the kind that is more than half of your daily value of sugar in a bag.
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( more or less, but. at least he's make an effort β remembers that damian is a vegetarian and thus, keeps those sorts of options on hand for him. )
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( later. when they get out that way. in the meantime, he'll just - glare at the "fruit salad" and continue shoving around a cherry with his spoon. )
Not that I am... much better. Alfred has managed my nutrition for the last few years.
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( meals, he means. groceries. bruce is... still trying to get the hang of it. of being without the other man. being left on his own. )
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( if it... makes him feel any better. )
He would eat nothing but empty carbs and sugary cereals if left to his own devices. Pennyworth has spoiled him.
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a glance down to the cans, he looks back over to damian and the fruit salad in the bowl. )
You don't have to eat it if you don't want to. We can... go get something. If you want.
( that involves bruce leaving the tower, but. )
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I'll change.
( give him a minute, he's got spare clothes in here.. somewhere. )
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Yeah. Sure. I'll just... put these away.
( while he wonders why he made the offer and doesn't have better things here in case damian stops by. )
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which is why damian heads off into one of the spare rooms, takes off his tunic and boots, replaces the boots with sneakers, and shoves a hoodie on over his head in place of the tunic.
this is close enough to normal clothing.
at least close enough to go out in. just don't comment on the nightwing emblem across the chest of the hoodie. )
We'll walk to the convenience store.
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when damian reappears, he looks over his shoulder to him. confused, just a touch. )
Taking the car is faster. There's more space for things, too.
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( bruce is out of uniform, damian is out of uniform, and the car isn't - subtle. )
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Fine. Weβll walk.
( with that, he makes his way out of the kitchen to grab his sunglasses from the coffee table. itβs bright outside after all. )
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bruce grabs onto his sunglasses, and damian - grabs onto a matching pair, shoving them down over his eyes as he follows after bruce. )
We should invest in another car.
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( from what he's seen, but. sunglasses on, hands in his pockets, he starts to make his way out of the tower after grabbing his duffel bag which he slings over his shoulder. )
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( bruce wayne can have a car. batman can have a car. robin can have a car. )
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( yes. that is one hundred percent sarcasm. )
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I want a Ferrari.
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( so then he can go back to his tower and stay there. honestly. who goes out like this? )
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( that's damian for, 'i heard what you said, yet i am choosing to ignore it'. he shoves his hands into his pockets, and - takes a few quick steps to catch up, so he's walking beside bruce. )
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don't mind him. )
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