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redbirdonglass: [mostly absorbed in his work, though he does his best to avoid turning his back to the door as best he can, wary of being snuck up on]
he_has_me: [will try to not walk quietly, even though that's his default] Hey, Tim.
redbirdonglass: [despite it not being comparable to the supernatural members of the household, Tim does have enhanced senses, Jason's efforts are noticed and appreciated. He looks up from his work and smiles softly] Hello.
he_has_me: [is glad to see Tim smiling] How are you doing?
redbirdonglass: [shrugs slightly, as he scrapes the vegetables he'd been chopping into a pot] Alright? How are you? Is there anything I can help you with?
he_has_me: [settles back against the kitchen counter, facing Tim, far enough away that Tim can work without being crowded] Actually, there is something I wanted to talk to you about.... Someone, really.
redbirdonglass: [blinks curiously and tilts his head, pulling out a few more ingredients to prepare] Someone?
he_has_me: I ran into the Dick from your world the other day.
redbirdonglass: [pauses and looks confused, setting down his knife and turning to look at Jason] Dick? He's still... [pauses, frowning a bit more deeply] I thought... he'd left...
he_has_me: [shakes his head] If he left, he came back.... Found him in the park last full moon.
redbirdonglass: Oh... [looks a bit troubled by that] Why-- ....is he... um. How... did he seem?
he_has_me: [sighs] Honestly? He was drinking something that would probably kill you or I, so he was talkative but morose.
redbirdonglass: [winces, looking away] I see.. I. Did... u-um... How... how upset is he...?
he_has_me: With himself? A lot.... With you? Not at all.
redbirdonglass: [looks unconvinced and concerned, asking before he really thinks of clarifying] Why?
he_has_me: Because he didn't see what was happening to you sooner, because he believed what Bruce told him about your time here....
redbirdonglass: But I didn't even realize... [blushes slightly, embarrassed, looking away, as he realizes how pathetic that sounds] None... of that is his fault...
he_has_me: No, it isn't, but that doesn't keep him from feeling that way.... Kinda like I still...[feel a bit guilty for almost killing Dick.....he doesn't say]
redbirdonglass: [frowns at him slightly, not liking the way he trails off and sighs] He... he shouldn't. And you shouldn't... [he doesn't know the exact event Jason's talking about, but he knows there are things he feels guilty for that aren't his fault... even if Jason doesn't want to talk about it, Tim feels he needs to remind him] I would never blame him for this... I... I didn't see it coming, there's no reason he should have... I...
he_has_me: I know you don't blame him, Tim.... I offered to talk to you about if you'd be willing to see him, because he's not going to make the first move here.... He's worried about hurting you again, if he's around.
redbirdonglass: I...[shakes his head] of course... He'd...feel that way, wouldn't he? [laughs a weak, uncertain laugh] I wish I'd known he was here sooner... I'd never... he doesn't have anything like that to be afraid of...
he_has_me: I don't think he's gonna really accept that until he hears it from you.
redbirdonglass: [nods slightly, and sighs] I... would like to tell him, then... do you.. [pauses, it made such...it was such a mess the last time he asked Jason to take him out... he doesn't want to risk causing that again, even if realistically he knows it should be alright] I..um.
he_has_me: [hates that Tim now feels that leaving the safehouse is something he shouldn't do, but tries to keep his anger in check so Tamas doesn't get freaked by it] Why don't we arrange for you and your ...boyfriend to meet up with the Dick from your world and me in the park, so it's not at the safehouse and everyone knows where we're going and what we're doing? [So they don't all yell at you again and send you back into your shell where I don't like seeing you.....]
redbirdonglass: [smiles gratefully at Jason, nodding slightly] I... that should work? Thank you, Jason...I... thank you.
he_has_me: You're welcome, Tim... I know.... I know the Pack is family to a lot of you, but it never hurts to have your own 'verse family around either.
redbirdonglass: [bites his lip slightly, noting the way Jason separates himself from the Pack, but... he knows he did the same for a long while, and he's rather Jason feel comfortable on his own terms than nag him about it] I am... so, so grateful to all of you... and he... [laughs softly, looking a little nostalgic] He and Alfred were the first people to throw me a birthday party... [winces, it's a fond memory for him, but it probably sounds pretty pathetic] I... he's... he's a good person. I don't... I wish he didn't.. .have to suffer for all of this...
he_has_me: [smiles softly, he doesn't think it's pathetic, but it does make him want to smack Tim's parents around a bit] Alfred always made great birthday cakes in my 'verse...
redbirdonglass: [laughs softly, and gives Jason a brighter smile] I started learning to cook when I was young... but everything Alfred made was so amazing... it was so easy to get passionate about learning once he started teaching me. He's amazing.
he_has_me: He is.... My 'verses Tim is now an international assassin, but Alfred still arranges for cookies and care packages to be sent to Tim's place in Gotham when Tim's in town.... And I tend to find the same things in my place.
redbirdonglass: [nods slightly] I don't think... I would know quite what to do with myself if this place was ever to send an evil version of Alfred... I can't... even comprehend it...
he_has_me: I think the multiverse would explode, personally.... Evil Alfred is like having a good version of Darkseid or something......
redbirdonglass: [covers his mouth and laughs softly, shaking his head]... Then... I hope it never presents itself. [brushes his hands off on his apron and smiles] Thank you, Jason. For everything.
he_has_me: You're welcome, Tim.
redbirdonglass: [pauses thoughtfully, eyeing the meal he's preparing thoughtfully] What is it that's your favorite meal, anyway?
he_has_me: [looks down] My last birthday in the manor, before I died, Alfred made filet mignon.... I loved it.... He made it again a few weeks before.... haven't had it since, but [shrugs] my life hasn't been living on those levels since then....
redbirdonglass: [nods slightly, tapping his fingers lightly against the counter as he thinks on that a moment] I see.... You know, if at any time there's something you'd like... you can absolutely ask for it. Okay?
he_has_me: [smiles at Tim] Okay.... I will.... Though, frankly, everything you make is good, so I never really feel like I'm missing anything.
redbirdonglass: [blushes slightly and smiles, ducking his head] I.. thank you. I'm glad you've enjoyed it so far?
he_has_me: [really wants to ruffle Tim's hair, but he has seen Tim shy from him, so he's restraining himself] You're welcome.
redbirdonglass: [smiles softly] I... I'll talk to Dick later about going....I will talk to my mate about going to meet with the Dick from my world? ...[sighs] This never really stops getting confusing, does it?
he_has_me: [chuckles] No, it really doesn't.... Though you could say....talk with your mate about going to meet with your brother?
redbirdonglass: [ducks his head slightly, looking a little uncertain] He... if he feels... that that term is.... okay. For me to use?
he_has_me: He seemed to think it was okay when I called him your brother....
redbirdonglass: [pauses a moment, then smiles, a wide honest smile] He did..?
he_has_me: Yeah, he did.... [thinks]... Yeah, I called him your brother and he response was "I am..."
redbirdonglass: [looks a bit of a cross between relieved and touched, smiling happily as he nods slightly] ...he is...
he_has_me: Very few 'verses I've seen where Dick Grayson and Tim Drake aren't some form of brothers, at one point or another.....[even if they're not in his anymore]
redbirdonglass: [reaches out to take Jason's hand, carefully and squeezes it] I... would you allow me... to consider you my brother as well? [he doesn't want to make assumptions, really, to him, Jason is already his brother... but the way he distances himself... he wants to make sure it's okay]
he_has_me: [looks startled, then smiles and squeezes back] I'd like that...
redbirdonglass: [smiles brightly at him] I'm glad. I... [hesitates a moment, then looks a bit sheepish] I should get back to dinner preparations. I'll speak to my mate after. Thank you, again....
he_has_me: I'll let you cook.... [He'll give in the urge to ruffle Tim's hair lightly and briefly] See you around, bro.
redbirdonglass: [doesn't even have to fight the urge to flinch from him, it's not guaranteed it'll happen every time, but he's not feeling tense around Jason, now, a warm smile and a slight blush playing on his features] See you around, brother... thank you.
he_has_me: [grins at Tim as he leaves the kitchen] Anytime, Tim.