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[forceforlight]

Nope.

[Dick pops the P, then throws back the rest of his coffee as punctuation.]

[robintohood]

[Jason rolls his eyes. Right. It sounds like it's best not to ask]

Got it. Anyway, Sleeper's special. It's not romantic but I can't say this is a normal friendship either. It... just is I guess.

[forceforlight]

[If it hasn't happened to this Jason, hopefully it won't.]

[Things could get a little weird in their world.]

Honestly? I'm happy for you. I am. We all need somebody in our corner when things are rough and it sounds like Sleeper could be that for you. It doesn't have to be romantic or anything to be just as important.

[robintohood]

[Jason nods. He hasn't quite found the right label for what he has with Sleeper so far. But maybe it's not needed. What matters more is what they do for each other]

They've already helped me out plenty of times when I didn't even ask for it.

[forceforlight]

[Dick reaches out, clapping a hand on Jason's shoulder.]

Good. I'm so damned glad you have somebody like that.

[robintohood]

[Jason bows slightly and rubs the back of his head, now feeling a bit self-consciousness. He knew his siblings were going to have some feelings and opinions after his... coming out? He supposes that's what it is, even if he hasn't figured out the right label for him and Sleeper yet.

Actually seeing his siblings' reactions is another matter though, especially pride. After all his screw-ups, someone could still feel that for him. And it's about him finding a good partner too. It's surprising but it feels good too. And of course, it'd be Dick who would get that reaction. The Golden Boy was still golden.]

Thanks. I suppose one of these days we gotta have a family dinner with them too. Feed them before interrogating them at least.

[Yep. Good ol' deflection to handle feelings. Flawless plan]

[forceforlight]

[At least Dick recognizes it for what it is. They've all been around Bruce long enough for the recognition. And he also knows when to push and when there's been enough soppy stuff.]

[Most of the time, at least. This time, he'll err on the side of caution. He doesn't know this Jason's reactions quite as well, after all. (Not that he always knows the other's reactions that well, either.)]

As long as you don't mind a spread of whatever the local Chinese specializes in. I can basically keep myself fed these days, but I'm not certain I should be cooking for a group.

[robintohood]

[Jason laughs. It's amusing to imagine Dick trying to cook in the kitchen]

That works. Not like I was ever a picky eater.

[Though that was out of survival after years of destitute and homelessness]

And like I said before, a chocolate offering to Sleeper wouldn't hurt.