[ Jason watches the performance out of the corner of his eye, the corner of his lip turning up ever so slightly at the child's theatrics. He knew that Damian would like it; what kid didn't love cheese and bread? He flips his idly until its reached the appropriate golden brown color. There. That'll do.
A thought, fleeting and quickly pushed away, tells him he's going to need to reevaluate his budget-- two mouths, even a tiny one like Damian's, changes things significantly. And that didn't involve any of the other big things that kids needed. He'll think about that later. Maybe after kiddo has fallen asleep. ]
Well, I'm glad. [ Jason says, dumping his sandwich unceremoniously onto another chipped plate he'd pulled out of a cupboard. Then, ignoring the delicious smell of butter and cheese, he reaches over to a roll of paper towels and snags a couple, handing one of them over to Damian. ] Sorry. Forgot to get you a napkin.
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A thought, fleeting and quickly pushed away, tells him he's going to need to reevaluate his budget-- two mouths, even a tiny one like Damian's, changes things significantly. And that didn't involve any of the other big things that kids needed. He'll think about that later. Maybe after kiddo has fallen asleep. ]
Well, I'm glad. [ Jason says, dumping his sandwich unceremoniously onto another chipped plate he'd pulled out of a cupboard. Then, ignoring the delicious smell of butter and cheese, he reaches over to a roll of paper towels and snags a couple, handing one of them over to Damian. ] Sorry. Forgot to get you a napkin.