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( hopefully, dick knows how to navigate bruce's penchant for not being the most talkative choice for company in the sense of taking part in small talk. cases and things that require a detective's mind, he'll get into those, but. even then, he has the habit of mulling over things in silence, though he's a little more likely to bounce ideas and theories off someone else while doing so. usually alfred or gordon at this point.

it's why it should come as no surprise that when dick invites him in, he doesn't exactly say anything. no greeting, no comment on the place. he just makes his way in, hands shoved in the pockets of his long coat that, of course, is in the colour black. given the chill of the night air as of late, he's in a turtle neck yet still wears a scarf hanging loose around his neck.

he takes a moment to look around the place, blue eyes scanning and memorizing everything as per usual before he thinks to step further inside, slowly catching sight of the bourbon mentioned. even with being thirty, bruce still has a sort of way about him as he walks. not entirely with purpose as he does moving as batman. but something that's undeniably bruce. )

You're really just here by yourself?

( he finally asks after a stretch of silence from him, idly lifting some sort of decor piece up and looking it over before he sets it back down gently. )