( the manor is quiet. empty, and not in the comfortable way it usually feels empty when alfred is present. the areas of the manor that aren't frequently accessed are dusty, and while damian has been picking up the floors and keeping things as neat as he can, he isn't a housekeeper.
he's in the kitchen, standing in front of the stove where a pan full of eggs sits, getting stirred every once in a while as he attempts to scramble them. damian isn't useless in the kitchen, he's just not great at it. scrambled eggs are simple, a quick and easy solution to needing a decent amount of protein. so here he is, egg scrambling.
when he hears bruce's approach, his head tips back to look over toward him. )
( it's been awhile since he's been here. long since before their last mission started. it's eerie, in a sense, how different it feels to be here now and yet, still within its wall, a sense of familiarity that can never truly disappear.
he finds damian easily enough, hands slipping into his pants pockets. dressed in all black, to no one's surprise. he stands there at the entryway to the kitchen. takes a moment to look around. )
( he knows bruce didn't have all that much experience with them. that he's stuck to himself mostly since his arrival here, that it was damian shoving his way in that caused him to even open up to damian as much as he had.
but it's not the same for damian. he's known todd for years, regardless of their very on and off again relationship. and the missing richard... well. they hadn't had the best relationship. damian is still angry at him, for multiple offenses. )
I understand that you do not feel the same. . . attachment as I do, to the rest of our family. But with others disappearing without a word, I feel as if we should be keeping a more united front.
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Are you just saying that?
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he's in the kitchen, standing in front of the stove where a pan full of eggs sits, getting stirred every once in a while as he attempts to scramble them. damian isn't useless in the kitchen, he's just not great at it. scrambled eggs are simple, a quick and easy solution to needing a decent amount of protein. so here he is, egg scrambling.
when he hears bruce's approach, his head tips back to look over toward him. )
Would you like some? I can add to the pan.
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he finds damian easily enough, hands slipping into his pants pockets. dressed in all black, to no one's surprise. he stands there at the entryway to the kitchen. takes a moment to look around. )
I'm ok.
( a glance back to damian. )
What is it?
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( he knows bruce didn't have all that much experience with them. that he's stuck to himself mostly since his arrival here, that it was damian shoving his way in that caused him to even open up to damian as much as he had.
but it's not the same for damian. he's known todd for years, regardless of their very on and off again relationship. and the missing richard... well. they hadn't had the best relationship. damian is still angry at him, for multiple offenses. )
I understand that you do not feel the same. . . attachment as I do, to the rest of our family. But with others disappearing without a word, I feel as if we should be keeping a more united front.
( as he. pushes the eggs around the pan. )