As expected, Jason had already turned his newly acquired studio into a fortress of sorts, and Dick felt that familiar pang in his chest when he thought about what the little boy before him had been though. Would go through. So when he was hugged, he held on tight to Jason holding his brother just that little bit longer than necessary, trying to be as reassuring a presence as he could be. Ace, intuitive as ever, leaned against their legs, letting them know he was there too. Lucky snuffled at Jason, but didn't seem too perplexed that the human was suddenly smaller than usual, then went further into the apartment to explore all the mess.
"You okay?" Dick pulled back crouching down to get on eye level with Jason, he lifted his hand to rest on his little brother's shoulder. "No bumps or bruises?"