The repetition of the information let Dick know immediately that Jason was figuring stuff out on his own. The boy -and the man- was smart, smarter than most people would give him credit for. "Yeah, it's yours. When you first were here, you were a couple of years younger than I am now. From 2014, like me. You like cooking and read, like, all the time when you're not working." He gave a little grin and nudged Jason, "nerd."
"Yep. We're all brothers. There's actually four of us. Between you and Damian, there was Tim. He's Red Robin now." Dick paused, pinching the bridge of his nose as he saw a small boy scamper down the hall outside the open door, followed closely by a slightly older version of himself. The boy looked just like him.
"D'you want to meet them both, or just go to mine and eat first?"