Re: quicklog, gotham: wayne manor
[He might change his mind in the coming days and weeks but just then, brooding into oblivion was exactly what he wanted to do. It was easier than having to face reality. Easier than having to cope, to think about what to do with Damian's body and think at all, about anything. Bruce hardly expected Alfred to leave, he knew his own stubbornness often met its match there. That didn't mean he'd make this easy.
It took energy to argue. He wasn't sure how much he had.] I'm fine. [A standard response. He'd tried to get out of his suit and stopped halfway, deciding that changing, a shower, could happen later. He paused, and with calculated slowness turned to look over his shoulder.] Bruises fade. I was better protected than-- [He stopped abruptly, and his eyes closed for a brief moment.] As I said. I'm fine.