He doesn't want to work in the arena, because Tim isn't a moron.
There's no reaction past his first assertion, and Bruce waits for the but he knows his coming. As he thought; and so it's a non-issue. (If Tim had been contrary and said yes, call him Bruce would have simply shrugged and refused. This is already one more person than necessary in one of his safe houses.)
He's quiet for a while, watching him.
"Go to sleep."
It's more gentle than one might expect, and too soft-spoken to be a real order - he's not used to giving orders, but all the same, it's clear he's not used to anyone just not listening to him, either. Bruce stands up again, and goes to pull another blanket and pillow from the closet for Tim, who should be pretty exhausted by now. They'll deal with getting him back to his friend in the morning, when his head isn't full of xenian toxins.
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There's no reaction past his first assertion, and Bruce waits for the but he knows his coming. As he thought; and so it's a non-issue. (If Tim had been contrary and said yes, call him Bruce would have simply shrugged and refused. This is already one more person than necessary in one of his safe houses.)
He's quiet for a while, watching him.
"Go to sleep."
It's more gentle than one might expect, and too soft-spoken to be a real order - he's not used to giving orders, but all the same, it's clear he's not used to anyone just not listening to him, either. Bruce stands up again, and goes to pull another blanket and pillow from the closet for Tim, who should be pretty exhausted by now. They'll deal with getting him back to his friend in the morning, when his head isn't full of xenian toxins.