[ He's surprised once again, when Jason doesn't take the letter back from him right away. When he actually leaves it in his possession. ]
Alright.
[He pulls the letter back and tucks it away in his pocket, then shuffles forward a few steps. He doesn't know how to do this- but he wants to try. Jason's still alive, and after everything- maybe Bruce just needs to reach out and touch. To feel something, someone solid under his fingers. Everything else is so fickle, seemingly falling right through his fingers- but not this. Not Jason.
He reaches out, putting his hand on Jason's shoulder, squeezing lightly. He's not sure if anything more is wanted.]
Get some rest, Jason. You need it too. Maybe we can figure out some lunch later on. Chili dogs, if you want.
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Alright.
[He pulls the letter back and tucks it away in his pocket, then shuffles forward a few steps. He doesn't know how to do this- but he wants to try. Jason's still alive, and after everything- maybe Bruce just needs to reach out and touch. To feel something, someone solid under his fingers. Everything else is so fickle, seemingly falling right through his fingers- but not this. Not Jason.
He reaches out, putting his hand on Jason's shoulder, squeezing lightly. He's not sure if anything more is wanted.]
Get some rest, Jason. You need it too. Maybe we can figure out some lunch later on. Chili dogs, if you want.