[Jason leans a little further out, enough that if Dick were to let go, Jason would fall to his death. The wind rushes now and it's almost enough to put Jason fully off his balance.]
[ it doesn’t take much for Dick to yank Jason back, until both of them are tumbling backwards off the parapet and onto the gravel of the roof. his brows are pinched as he straightens, rolling up onto his knees beside Jason. ]
You don’t wanna be my brother anymore? Is that what this is about?
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I don’t care what the death certificate says, you’re still my brother.
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Maybe in a different universe.
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You don’t wanna be my brother anymore? Is that what this is about?
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That shit's in your head, Jason. You're nothing like me. No one expects you to be!
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[Jason is crawling up off his back to his knees.]
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[ he doesn't move, just stays close to Jason as Jason gets up.]
Bruce is Bruce, none of us can change the shit he thinks, but just because he thinks it, doesn't mean you have to live by it.
in the process of making a titans!jason account >>
Easier said than done.
[And then Jason swings at Dick.]
oh my gOD. GIMME.
[ the name doesn't even completely leave his mouth before he's dodging into a back roll that takes him to his feet. ]
Stop. Stop, I'm not fighting you.