[He could. He's tougher than everyone seems to think he is, for someone who twirls around in circus colors on the battlefield, though the damn near childish pout on his face wasn't really helping matters. But he could.
He got a say, as long as it didn't go against "what was better for him." Figures. Adults were all the same.
He dropped his hand back to his side and his gaze along with it, his head idly leaning into Damian's gesture, even with how stubbornly indignant he was about the whole affair.]
Maybe I don't care about doing 'better.' [Still indignant, but his tone was still one of defeat.] Maybe I'd rather just have you around again.
[Someone who actually cared enough to talk to him like this even if it was hard.]
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[He could. He's tougher than everyone seems to think he is, for someone who twirls around in circus colors on the battlefield, though the damn near childish pout on his face wasn't really helping matters. But he could.
He got a say, as long as it didn't go against "what was better for him." Figures. Adults were all the same.
He dropped his hand back to his side and his gaze along with it, his head idly leaning into Damian's gesture, even with how stubbornly indignant he was about the whole affair.]
Maybe I don't care about doing 'better.' [Still indignant, but his tone was still one of defeat.] Maybe I'd rather just have you around again.
[Someone who actually cared enough to talk to him like this even if it was hard.]