[ It folds away, quietly, without another thought. he must have died right in front of him — in some horrific battle — he doesn't spare a thought for it. Death was always coming, it's just that Dick wasn't ready to see it, and perhaps, if it comes for him the same way, he can ensure Dick isn't present to watch. (He's already seen him fall once. Another time is unforgiveable.) Bruce feels the damp on his shoulder, the unyielding grip. He picks them both up, as though Dick can fold in his arms and he's just carrying him to bed, to stay with him a while until the worst of it passes. The chairs at the kitchen table aren't meant to take the weight of two — Bruce eases out of the grip just far enough to bring a pair of chairs together. Still close. Still asking nothing of Dick but to stay here. ]
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[ I should never have sent you away. ]
[ It folds away, quietly, without another thought. he must have died right in front of him — in some horrific battle — he doesn't spare a thought for it. Death was always coming, it's just that Dick wasn't ready to see it, and perhaps, if it comes for him the same way, he can ensure Dick isn't present to watch. (He's already seen him fall once. Another time is unforgiveable.) Bruce feels the damp on his shoulder, the unyielding grip. He picks them both up, as though Dick can fold in his arms and he's just carrying him to bed, to stay with him a while until the worst of it passes. The chairs at the kitchen table aren't meant to take the weight of two — Bruce eases out of the grip just far enough to bring a pair of chairs together. Still close. Still asking nothing of Dick but to stay here. ]
I'm here.
[ I won't go anywhere. ]