It would sound like somebody's nagging mother if it wasn't so flat and creepy. Why are you watching him, Bruce? (...Why does that need to be asked?)
With his injuries patched up - and comments about Dick thoroughly ignored - Bruce wipes any remaining blood down and cleans up his work. Tim'll be fine. They aren't the prettiest stitches in the world, but they'll work just fine; Bruce has always been better at getting injuries than mending them. He rises, goes across the room to the small kitchen to put the tools he was using in a steel tin he's presumably keeping for sterilization, and then gets a glass of water. Not for him.
He sits back next to Tim and places the glass near the younger man's head, eying him with an air that says perhaps he should take this opportunity to hydrate himself. "It'll be out of your system by the time you wake up."
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It would sound like somebody's nagging mother if it wasn't so flat and creepy. Why are you watching him, Bruce? (...Why does that need to be asked?)
With his injuries patched up - and comments about Dick thoroughly ignored - Bruce wipes any remaining blood down and cleans up his work. Tim'll be fine. They aren't the prettiest stitches in the world, but they'll work just fine; Bruce has always been better at getting injuries than mending them. He rises, goes across the room to the small kitchen to put the tools he was using in a steel tin he's presumably keeping for sterilization, and then gets a glass of water. Not for him.
He sits back next to Tim and places the glass near the younger man's head, eying him with an air that says perhaps he should take this opportunity to hydrate himself. "It'll be out of your system by the time you wake up."