Re: quicklog, gotham: wayne manor
[In their Gotham, people didn't die and come back. There was no Lazarus Pit, and Ra's hadn't been centuries old. Things were different here. Of course it would come as a shock, but Bruce wasn't thinking clearly enough to realize that. He couldn't explain. Saying it aloud, that Damian had died twice, was difficult enough and he still couldn't reconcile himself with that reality. Not once, but twice. Twice. It wasn't supposed to be like this. He wasn't supposed to die. He was supposed to bring the boy in, to help him, somehow, rehabilitate him... but now he was dead. Again.]
Yes. [Lost him, let him die, it was all the same. Both times he should have saved him, both times he did not. Alfred sounded stricken, and that alone raised his gaze for a brief moment, a glimpse, before it lowered again. Yes, he was right. Bruce didn't even have the energy to deny it. Losing Damian again was worse than any physical pain. He couldn't even put it into words. He tried, but what could he say? He buried his face in his hands instead.]