[ If there's one thing about him, it's that he's obstinate about refusing to accept impossibility. He can think of a million, a billion ways Dick could've stayed, and he's furious that he was dead and unable to argue his father's decision--
(and it must have been Bruce's decision, only something this foolish could come from the man)
--but he's here, now. And unwilling to let this go on. ]
I will consider your apology. [ Ugh, his nose is stuffy, the standoffish words coming out as more of a child's whine. He snuffles again, relaxes his grip only enough to give Dick room to breath, the tread of his boots scuffing against the cave floor as he shifts. ]
I missed you.
[ It's easier to say the words, now, since -- since then. Since waking from the darkest sleep. Easier to wear his heart on his sleeve than it'd been before. A second chance will do that, he supposes.
He'd gone to Dick's grave, sometimes. To talk. To tell him about his brothers, his training, about the times Bruce pissed him off. Of course it wasn't the same. ]
no subject
(and it must have been Bruce's decision, only something this foolish could come from the man)
--but he's here, now. And unwilling to let this go on. ]
I will consider your apology. [ Ugh, his nose is stuffy, the standoffish words coming out as more of a child's whine. He snuffles again, relaxes his grip only enough to give Dick room to breath, the tread of his boots scuffing against the cave floor as he shifts. ]
I missed you.
[ It's easier to say the words, now, since -- since then. Since waking from the darkest sleep. Easier to wear his heart on his sleeve than it'd been before. A second chance will do that, he supposes.
He'd gone to Dick's grave, sometimes. To talk. To tell him about his brothers, his training, about the times Bruce pissed him off. Of course it wasn't the same. ]
Where'd you go, anyway?
[ Why weren't you here? ]