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( good for both of us, he says. but bruce wonders more if it would be good for dick more than for himself. after all, dick's the one here drinking alone like he is. bruce hadn't. bruce had been working on repairs to his suit while simultaneously running through various sources on his laptop in search of whatever he's currently decided needs his attention. it's actually still going, back at the place, even while he's here and it is, unsurprisingly, connected to the phone he has on him, tucked in the breast pocket of his coat. because bruce doesn't really know how to take it easy or not be batman. he hasn't always been doing the vigilante life, no. but it's all he's been obsessed with the past few years and the only real thing he's completely thrown himself into.

again, much to alfred's dismay.

but bruce being alone means being left with his thoughts and some of them are ones he doesn't want to have, so. he lets himself drown in the role of the dark knight he's taken on. even here. and in doing so, it's more like a double-edged sword than anything remotely healthy.

dick goes and spills his drink as he does and bruce just stares in silence as he does. a fleeting sweep of his gaze down to the mess before he's looking back up to the other man with those eyes he'd just been complimented on. a compliment, which, doesn't entirely seem to faze him, but. then again, he's bruce.

and, in being bruce— )

Do I really make you that uncomfortable?