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[batmanschmatman]

Who: Dick Grayson and Tim Drake
What: OH GOD BRUCE IS ALIVE
Where: Tim's Room
When: After Steph comes back.
Warnings: Emoting. :|

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[peektuttut]

Dick was going to have to look if he wanted to find Tim; because he was tucked away on his window seat, arms wrapped around his knees, staring out the window. Because Bruce was back, and he had no idea how to handle things here. He wanted to leave almost as badly as he wanted to stay.

Looking up at his brother, Tim nodded, running a hand over his face. "Yeah, she told me." And his other hand joined the first, pressing the heels of his palms against his eyes.

[batmanschmatman]

Even if Dick wasn't sure how to feel about the situation in general, it was incredibly easy to push aside his own feelings of confusion about Bruce to be replaced with the genuine concern for Tim. He immediately closed the distance between them, stopping around three feet away from the window seat, not really sure what he should do or say, but wanting to do something, because he hadn't necessarily expected him to be this visibly upset by the news.

"Are you okay?"

It was a stupid question and he knew it was a stupid question, but he had to ask it anyway.

[peektuttut]

Totally stupid question. Tim laughed, and it had an edge to it, like he could have been crying. He wasn't, at least not yet. But he didn't really know what to do right now, so he pressed his hands a little harder against his eyes before lowering them, blinking up at Dick.

"Yeah. I mean, he's back. He's alive, and he's home, and I'm - I'm here." The only other father he had left was alive and theoretically well, and Tim didn't know what to do about that.

[batmanschmatman]

Dick was sort of at a loss, not really sure what he should or could say that would be useful at all. He'd kind of assumed that Tim was here for Bruce, and now that he was back, that meant that - theoretically - he could go home. And Dick... didn't know how to feel about that. Obviously, he was happy Bruce was alive, but he was still really at a loss about how he was supposed to feel about the rest of it.

"Yeah, but... he's alive." That was... something, right? Even if Tim still was on the Barge?

He reached out to put a hand on Tim's shoulder, squeezing reassuringly or maybe to be reassured that he was okay.