[[Jason kind of
totally fucks up dealing with people at the bar, and retreats to the completed upstairs room.]]
*He hears Jay's approach, and curls up tighter. He's seated on the bed, legs drawn up to his chest and chin resting on his knees
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Neither of you guys lost any respect from me. I appreciate you looking out for me and the bar, and parts of the situation was my fault. I should have warned you of who was going to be around. 'Couldn't have imagined Timbo finding me a soda spray, though.
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It's just... he came in an' changed things without asking. I couldn't... sometimes I still can't... handle people comin' into my space and changing things. Makes me panic, makes me upset. Didn't want that for you.
An' there the fact that it's goddamn Tim Drake again... *He's sort of ranting; and it's not about this particular Tim. More like his Tim. All Tims.*
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I'm... glad. That you're looking out for me. Thanks.
I think I'd like you to see the band together. They're- Dunno how to say. They have their own dynamic. And it's other people, not us. It kinda helps put things in perspective.
[then he smiles] Just a warning: there's a Tim that's around, about fourteen or so. He often has books. That's Little Jay's friend. And the tyke can be mean.
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*Todd thinks that over.* If you think it's a good idea... I'd be willin' to meet 'em. I c'n even be polite.
*soft laugh* His friend, eh? All right, all right. I'll be good, Jay.
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Hah- that I wanna see, 'cause neither Jason nor D will be.
[you seem calm enough for Jay to get closer and put a hand on your knee.] Todd, I'm not asking you to be good. Just... tell me. Talk t'me when there is something that disturb you, ok?
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There had to be at least one universe where we retained Alfie's lessons. Maybe mine is it.
*Todd lays his hand over Jay's. He looks sad, in a distant way. Like he is remembering something that made him sad before, not that he is sad right now.* Okay. Kinda got out of the habit of talking, but... I'll try.
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