( he's bleeding at the neck from where his motherβ where "martha" had dug her boney fingers into him, but. much like jason, it's something he'll just deal with later.
the seconds between them linger and bruce can feel his own tiredness seeping into his bones. both physical and emotional. staring to the [again] deceased corpses of his parents or things that wear his parents faces there over jason's shoulder has those blue eyes shine in a way they don't often because bruce, so very often, keeps everything he feels locked up inside. including the relief to know that jason is very much here and not there on the ground with his parents.
he pulls himself together β tells himself he'll deal with it later [or ignore it as is the other method of bruce wayne] and gently presses the palm of his gloved hand there against the curve of jason's back. just for a moment. before he's pulling back enough to look to him, hand sliding around to grip at jason's elbow instead. )
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the seconds between them linger and bruce can feel his own tiredness seeping into his bones. both physical and emotional. staring to the [again] deceased corpses of his parents or things that wear his parents faces there over jason's shoulder has those blue eyes shine in a way they don't often because bruce, so very often, keeps everything he feels locked up inside. including the relief to know that jason is very much here and not there on the ground with his parents.
he pulls himself together β tells himself he'll deal with it later [or ignore it as is the other method of bruce wayne] and gently presses the palm of his gloved hand there against the curve of jason's back. just for a moment. before he's pulling back enough to look to him, hand sliding around to grip at jason's elbow instead. )
Get in the car.