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( the gentle nosing is enough. eyes falling shut. a breath just barely there on his lips. it's... nice. to have. to feel. to have and feel dick here with him. )

I've had worse.

( a beat, letting eyes flutter open slowly. )

So have you.

( it's a guess, in hindsight, but. one which he feels is too close to being the truth that he doesn't think dick will tell him otherwise. also... he's the one who died between them, so. there's that.

he leans back against the pillows he's resting against, a slight shift of his arm there in the sling. he reaches out with his other hand, the one that wears a few nicks on it and cradles dick's face with it. silent. simply taking a moment to stare at the other man. gestures like these speak more than words ever could for bruce and he hopes dick knows that. knows this means he cares. that he's... that it's nice to have him here. )

Don't suppose you could convince Alfred to let me out of bed come morning.