[And he's sitting up again, and he even almost pulled it off without aggravating anything. Almost. He was pretty glad for the steady drip of medication that made the pang in his side more of a sting than a kidney-rending laceration.
(To his credit, he bit back the grunt of pain like a champ.)]
You gotta tell me!
[International scavenger hunt? Damian trying to be Batman when he was younger? The kid absolutely ate up anything he could hear about Bruce-- and anything he could hear about Jason. Jason, who hardly seemed to like him very much at all, but who Dick was still desperate to actually get to know-- and maybe desperate to actually win the approval of the brother who didn't want to give it, even with how abrasive they both acted.
He knew some bad stuff had happened. But his appetite for curiosity was insatiable. He wanted to know more.]
You have to practice your storytelling! You can't get better without practicing. [The tug on Damian's sleeve is gentle despite his insistence, probably because Dick is already feeling tired again.]
Come on, come on, tell me, tell me...! I wanna know more about Jason [He barely knew him now--], I wanna know about Bruce going on a scavenger hunt! [He wanted to know everything about Bruce.] Did he think it was the Riddler? Did you get caught when you got home?
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[And he's sitting up again, and he even almost pulled it off without aggravating anything. Almost. He was pretty glad for the steady drip of medication that made the pang in his side more of a sting than a kidney-rending laceration.
(To his credit, he bit back the grunt of pain like a champ.)]
You gotta tell me!
[International scavenger hunt? Damian trying to be Batman when he was younger? The kid absolutely ate up anything he could hear about Bruce-- and anything he could hear about Jason. Jason, who hardly seemed to like him very much at all, but who Dick was still desperate to actually get to know-- and maybe desperate to actually win the approval of the brother who didn't want to give it, even with how abrasive they both acted.
He knew some bad stuff had happened. But his appetite for curiosity was insatiable. He wanted to know more.]
You have to practice your storytelling! You can't get better without practicing. [The tug on Damian's sleeve is gentle despite his insistence, probably because Dick is already feeling tired again.]
Come on, come on, tell me, tell me...! I wanna know more about Jason [He barely knew him now--], I wanna know about Bruce going on a scavenger hunt! [He wanted to know everything about Bruce.] Did he think it was the Riddler? Did you get caught when you got home?