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( He knows he needs to give Damian an answer to that — knows he won’t be satisfied until he gets one. Up until recently, he hadn’t known what he could be considered in Jason’s life despite the numerous efforts made to have a place there in it. They’re still figuring it out — both of them with each other and on their own, but. He knows he’s come to care for the other, just as he had come to care for Damian. It’s difficult and there’s times he thinks he shouldn’t for a myriad of reasons, but. Despite his isolation and penchant for wanting to go it alone, he still cares. He’s always cared. )

You’re both my sons.

( At that, he cradles a hand there against Damian’s cheek. )

I’m helping him discover who he wants to be, because it isn’t Robin. You are Robin and I’ll help you as I’m trying to help him. Like some version of you helped me with being Batman here.

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( a less than ideal answer, but he supposes it's to be expected from bruce wayne. damian cannot pull the i'm the blood son card whilst refusing to return to talia partially due to her own feelings toward blood relatives versus everything else. the look he throws at bruce is annoyed, but when he pulls away, it's not with force. it's just damian reaching the extent of his tolerance for physical affection. )

Fine. But if he breaks my face again, I'm breaking his ribs.

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( Well, it’s something at least and he did figure Damian could handle him being honest with him, so. Honestly, it could have gone worse.

Letting his hand drop the moment Damian pulls away, he remains crouched there and watches the boy. Being here with him like this… it’s still surreal to a point and his heart still aches quietly around the edges, but. That’s a sort of ache he never really loses; he hasn’t with his parents after all. But he’s not dead, as Dick has reminded, and he’s right here albeit different and smaller, but. At the end of the day, he’s still Damian Wayne and Bruce can’t help his wanting to be around him. Even if he shouldn’t. )

Do you need anything? I’m guessing you came with all your tools in your suit.

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I am not dependent on gadgets. I am a weapon in my own right.

( which is true enough, isn't it. damian has never needed the batarangs, the trackers, any of it. it's just additional measures to assist him when he's out patrolling. however, )

If you have enough tools laying around to forge a katana, that would be useful.

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( So he doesn’t have his katana. Interesting. Hand rubbing over his chin in thought, he looks up to Damian there from his crouched position. )

I’ll see what I can do. Although, I’m not sure what might be in that locked room for you.

( Because whatever is in there, belongs to Damian. )

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It isn't mine.

( he's going back to bruce's workspace, but working around the belt. navigating through tools, mentally noting everything he has and doesn't so damian will know what to bring back if he manages to find it. one never knows, and it's best to be as prepared as possible. but he does seem to - reconsider his statement some. follows it up with, )

It isn't mine yet.

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( He remains crouched there for a little longer — watches the way Damian looks around his workspace before he's slowly getting himself up and sighs as he stands. )

If you want a different room, there's a few.

( Jason has one here as well, but. He's hoping the two, should they come across each other at some point, can behave and not cause too much of a problem with one another. )

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I have lived within the Tower before.

( moreso than the manor; grayson had moved them shortly into his tenure as batman, so damian is significantly more comfortable here than he is there.

fingers wrap around a wrench, and he seems to inspect it for a moment before he looks back to bruce. )

Goliath is here. Are you familiar with him?

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Yeah.

( Damian's friend, not necessarily pet. )

There's a cat here, too. Belonged to the other you. His name's Alfred.

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Titus the dog, the bovine in the cave, and the larger white, toothy puff of - I believe the man I met called it a poro.

( his nose scrunches, placing the wrench back into it's proper place before he starts digging through papers. don't mind, him, he's just nosy. )

Mother wouldn't be pleased.

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There's nothing wrong with liking animals.

( Hands slip into his pockets as he slowly makes his way over and eyes Damian a bit there with what he's getting himself into. )

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One of my tutors had left a bat with me, during one of our sessions. I had called it cute. Cute is not a word for a demon.

( there's a notebook, which he picks up to start sifting through. there's nothing in particular he's looking for, he just - likes to know. )

She slaughtered it, and informed me it was my fault for being too slow to stop her, given I had been too preoccupied caught up in my feelings. Feelings make one weak. Attachments to unnecessary creatures does.

( another page turns, and he - pauses for a moment. mulls over his own words. )

I am. . . learning. Adjusting to no longer being a demon. An al Ghul.

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( He's heard similar stories from Damian before and, like before, he doesn't agree with them. So he's quiet for a long moment — lets Damian look over his journal there and licks over his lips then as he gives himself a moment to think. )

There's more to you than you might think. There always will be.

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I'm aware.

( he says, and drops the notebook down to look for - a computer. there's one around here somewhere, damian knows. )

I am a demon whose skin never fit right, given it had always been disguising something different under the surface. I am not merely an al Ghul nor a Wayne.

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( His laptop is there but it's locked because, of course it would be. )

You'll figure it out.

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( rude. but understandable.

damian looks at the locked screen. looks to the passkey and just - idly starts putting in numbers to see if he can get it to open himself. he knows bruce is right there, watching, but there are a few numbers he can try. bruce's birthday. his parents' birthday. the date they died. he's got time on his hands. )

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( Kiddo, please. )

Are you looking for something?

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No.

( perhaps the time they died, then. their anniversary. his knowledge of potential passwords bruce would use at this age is extremely minimal, but he can run through them regardless. )

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Then why are you trying to hack into my laptop?

( Dear child of his? )

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This isn't hacking. Hacking would be if I took out an external drive with a password program on it to get myself in.

( this is just playing guessing games. )

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I change the password regularly.

( Because he has snoops around. Or had, anyway. )

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As one should.

( and, after a short pause where he ultimately decides to give up, )

What is it?

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( Standing there in silence for a good long moment, he eventually comes up behind Damian there and reaches over him to type in the password. S E L I N A. A password he will be changing after this encounter, yes. But it opens up his laptop and brings up the screen with various files scattered about it. A good amount of them on things concerning Etraya while the others are about his own Gotham and the things he's dealt with there over the past two years. )

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( damian's nose scrunches up, a face bruce may recognize as the one he makes when something is gross, but he doesn't offer any commentary regarding the password because. gross. he doesn't want to talk about the woman his father is known to trail after, but. ah, well.

the laptop gets picked up, and damian twists around so he can sit himself down atop the work table so he can more efficiently sift through documents. for a boy who had been close to running off, he seems rather settled.

it helps, that bruce both isn't trying to tell him to leave and also isn't preventing him from snooping. it's a show of trust that he doesn't often feel he's given. )

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( Damian makes himself settled there and Bruce just… watches him. It’s a familiar sight - one he’s missed having around the tower and yet, he doesn’t want to become attached to the familiarity of it. Things are different this time around and he can’t let himself get too attached. So he stands there, looking around the terminal before he goes and fiddles with the utility belt there a bit, adding a few things to it since Damian has himself busy there with the laptop. )

Are you handling things here ok?