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I… I trust you.

[Jason tries to busy his mouth with bites.]

Pretty good, huh.

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It's honestly better than anything I might come up with.

( Attempts... would be made, but. Jason doesn't need to be put through that. )

[copsormasks]

Hey this is what happens when you live on the streets most of your life.

[Jason shrugs again.]

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You don't have to anymore. ( A beat. ) Not here anyways.

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[Jason hesitates before nodding.] Yeah, I guess you’re right.

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But only if you want. When you want.

( He nods to Jason then, not wanting to make the boy feel as though he's being forced to stay here. Just wanting him to know... he has a place here. )

[copsormasks]

I mean. They already know I visit the tower. It’s not like they’d be tracking much new.

[Jason takes another bite out of the hot dog.]

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( Taking the time to finish his own hot dog off, he sets the plate down then and looks to Jason. Thoughtful. )

You know I'm fine with you being here. Just as long as you're comfortable.

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Yeah, I do. [Jason replies softly, looking away from Bruce. Having something like this is so huge and important to Jason, but saying out loud still feels like admitting a weakness.]

I do.

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Alright then.

( At that, he looks over to Jason — a slow nod to follow. )

I'll... try to be better with keeping things stocked around here.

( Food, he means. )

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[Jason’s uncomfortable pressure is relieved by Bruce’s mention of the fridge.]

I’ll being stuff back to stash in the fridge.

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( That's probably a good idea. Same for the pantry, to which he looks around for a moment. )

Sure. Whatever you like. Out of the options they have here anyways.

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[Jason goes quiet for a moment before,]

You have any preferences?

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I'm fine with anything.

( He offers Jason a bit of a smile. )

Maybe things that are easy to make.

( For both their sakes. )

[copsormasks]

You mean with a microwave? ‘Cause I’m used to burgers, dogs, pizza; stuff I can find in a gas station or can whip up easy without a microwave.

[Welcome to your second feral child Bruce, albeit feral for a different reason.]

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Sure. Whatever's easiest.

( Jason is likely going to learn what it means to have a meal made by Bruce Wayne... )

[copsormasks]

I mean.

[Jason sighs. He feels stupid not having better options.]

I could try cooking.

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We'll figure it out.

( It's said with a reassuring touch to the other's arm briefly. )

Always will, right?

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Yeah. Always will. [Jason grins at Bruce. It’s an extension of trust, but Jason feels ready to extend it.]

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( And he's more than willing to take it. )

You planning to stay in tonight?

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[Jason looks over at Bruce and is quiet for a moment. It’s weird being on such good terms with a Bruce, even if it’s not his Bruce.]

You want me to?

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If you have plans, it’s fine.

( You know, with others. )

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No, I don’t have any. And I thibk Chrissy if busy with book club tonight.

[Jason carries his fork and plate to the sink before moving out to the living area.]

You wanna watch something? With your… with your son?

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( It's strange to hear Jason refer to himself as his son, but. It's not a sort of strange that makes him uncomfortable. It's simply something neither of them ever thought would be a thing between them, never mind being said by either of them. So, he smiles, gently as he can be, and gives a nod, hands slipping into his pockets. )

Sure.

( Trailing after, steps soft and slow, he mulls over something, glancing down for a moment. )

Chrissy... ( A beat. ) ...a friend?

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[copsormasks]

[Jason makes his way to the couch and plops down, smiling softly up at Bruce.]

Yeah, you could say that.

[They definitely flirt, but Jason got deeply burned last time was in a relationship.]