"didn't think to just ask me?"
not that jason cared, what were the weight of a head against own lap? a drop in an ocean. opposing hand finds itself upon briar's armsโค bruises and all.
"who got you this time?"
โnoโฆโ
a murmur, healing bruises decorating his pallid skin. the touch brings a sigh of relief, copper red locks shifting side to side beneath jasonโs delicate touch.
โjust wanted an excuse to make you pet my head.โ
@LEAPSFIRST "how low you've fallen, dick. actin' like a hunting hound."
slight is the wave of hand, more of a rolled wrist, as if to dismiss. "got what you wanted though. so. ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต?"
@LEAPSFIRST "couldn't just come get them himself?" tumultuous times, a strained relationshipโค none of which fell upon dick's own shoulders. before would the mere thought inspire rage, but time could, gradually, heal all wounds.
a pleasant surprise, hadn't anticipated such a swift response let alone a response at all. but sure enough does door remain unlocked, and from within comes a voiceโค controlled.
"let yourself in! already come all this way, right?"
@LEAPSFIRST "must be pretty important if it's you here. wanna cut the bullshit and tell me what this is really about?"
stern words though resolve changes none, spirits kept surprisingly high.
@LEAPSFIRST "pretty sure it's ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ง๐ฎ๐ข' business, actually."
typical. typical it were dick, typical that nerves were already being toyed with. footsteps bring him ever closer, gaze roaming familiar space, for whatever may have piqued interest.
honestly? ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. but everyone's favourite da elect is more than welcome to deliver on that visit.
in fact, he'll even leave a window open. or a door unlocked. how ๐ฅ๐ฐ owls prefer to arrive, anyways?
sure they can, but life can be pretty boring without a gamble. death didn't take onceโค what's stopping him now?
oh look! ๐ข ๐ง๐ช๐ง๐ต๐ฉ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฑ๐บ.
motive? does he need one?
never hurts to have the denizens of gotham in his back pocket. what's a little hero work without getting your hands ๐ฅ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐บ?