Jason doesn't worry that Wolverine will be all right, and neither does he move forward to steady Bruce, but...it's uncomfortable. Seeing him in pain that Jason himself hasn't caused, hasn't orchestrated, holds no power to stop. Long ago, they'd looked after one another, and he knows what would make Bruce easier now, what to wrap, what to ice, what's worth running for Alfred to fix, but -
- Alfred's not here, and surreal as it is, they are. Jason's eyes narrow.
"I know what you wanted. I know where I am back home." He bares his teeth. "I don't belong in Arkham."
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Jesus.
Jason doesn't worry that Wolverine will be all right, and neither does he move forward to steady Bruce, but...it's uncomfortable. Seeing him in pain that Jason himself hasn't caused, hasn't orchestrated, holds no power to stop. Long ago, they'd looked after one another, and he knows what would make Bruce easier now, what to wrap, what to ice, what's worth running for Alfred to fix, but -
- Alfred's not here, and surreal as it is, they are. Jason's eyes narrow.
"I know what you wanted. I know where I am back home." He bares his teeth. "I don't belong in Arkham."