[ he doesn't really elaborate, because he doesn't want to presume jason would consider him a Friend, and also he seems easily embarrassed. but he does feel a sort of... easy kinship with him, at least. Enough that he allows himself to say this much, if a little awkwardly. ]
I always find myself wishing that... we had more than just an evening. [ to grieve. to feel things. ]
[He truly feels like he's talking to Bruce Junior here. Not that he's seen a whole lot of this Bruce Junior side from Bruce exactly.]
I think you might have needed the whole flask, buddy. [The bats compartmentalize so fucking fast... Hate them.] It'll be okay.
I mean--obviously, it won't, but, like... it will, eventually. The world is going to keep going on without you. You can't stop that from happening. People are going to keep going, and it'll feel like you're stuck in a prehistoric ice cube watching it happen.
But there's nothing wrong with that. With being stuck there for a while until the ice melts. Then you can catch up.
[ please teach him how to compartmentalize, he's clearly shit at it. every time he lets his guard down a little, he looks terrible. ]
...I do not have time to wait for the frost to thaw.
[ ... ]
Please understand that I want people to have that opportunity. At some point, everyone must find what breaks that ice for them, and perhaps that takes time and healing, the opportunity to feel what they must and come to terms with it all.
But I am a king, and I must be ahead of my people. To welcome them, when they are ready to move on. [ he doesn't have that luxury, and that's fine. after a moment, he bows respectfully. ] But I—...the concern is more than I deserve. Thank you.
Hey. What'd I just say about not making being strong or a survivor the standard of excellence? I'm going to hit you upside the head. Did you forget that fast?
[He frowns.]
The only difference between you and a rat on the street is a piece of paper with a title in fancy script. [He doesn't say this like an insult.] You're just as human as everyone else. You keep walking ahead, you're just putting more distance between the people following behind you.
Take it from a street rat whose had to look at a lot of rich asses walking in front of him.
[ a king is not someone who singularly decides the future of a nation; he builds the paths that best serve and reflect the desires of his subjects. someone who is strong, so that everyone might allowed to be weak.
a king also does not usually also get talked at like a kid by an upstart vigilante and threatened to get hit upside the head. ]
You... speak very frankly.
[ he also doesn't make it sound like an insult. he doesn't say that jason is wrong. he appears to be conflicted. ]
Most city street kids do. They’re trying to survive; they don’t have the luxury of only being worried about who’s who when they’re starving. They know you look like the exact same pile of shit they do except you’re wrapped in nice clothes instead of the ones they found in the trash.
The streets don’t have the same rules the courts do, but I’m not saying the courts don’t have rules. You probably have too many actually.
If you’re a king, the only way you’re going to connect to your people and help them is through fixing the infrastructure of how they live. It’s not easy. You have to make the foundation strong before you can work on the rest. Maslow’s pyramid? I’ll show you sometime.
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I suppose that's true.
[ he doesn't really elaborate, because he doesn't want to presume jason would consider him a Friend, and also he seems easily embarrassed. but he does feel a sort of... easy kinship with him, at least. Enough that he allows himself to say this much, if a little awkwardly. ]
I always find myself wishing that... we had more than just an evening. [ to grieve. to feel things. ]
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I think you might have needed the whole flask, buddy. [The bats compartmentalize so fucking fast... Hate them.] It'll be okay.
I mean--obviously, it won't, but, like... it will, eventually. The world is going to keep going on without you. You can't stop that from happening. People are going to keep going, and it'll feel like you're stuck in a prehistoric ice cube watching it happen.
But there's nothing wrong with that. With being stuck there for a while until the ice melts. Then you can catch up.
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...I do not have time to wait for the frost to thaw.
[ ... ]
Please understand that I want people to have that opportunity. At some point, everyone must find what breaks that ice for them, and perhaps that takes time and healing, the opportunity to feel what they must and come to terms with it all.
But I am a king, and I must be ahead of my people. To welcome them, when they are ready to move on. [ he doesn't have that luxury, and that's fine. after a moment, he bows respectfully. ] But I—...the concern is more than I deserve. Thank you.
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[He frowns.]
The only difference between you and a rat on the street is a piece of paper with a title in fancy script. [He doesn't say this like an insult.] You're just as human as everyone else. You keep walking ahead, you're just putting more distance between the people following behind you.
Take it from a street rat whose had to look at a lot of rich asses walking in front of him.
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...I did not forget.
[ a king is not someone who singularly decides the future of a nation; he builds the paths that best serve and reflect the desires of his subjects. someone who is strong, so that everyone might allowed to be weak.
a king also does not usually also get talked at like a kid by an upstart vigilante and threatened to get hit upside the head. ]
You... speak very frankly.
[ he also doesn't make it sound like an insult. he doesn't say that jason is wrong. he appears to be conflicted. ]
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Most city street kids do. They’re trying to survive; they don’t have the luxury of only being worried about who’s who when they’re starving. They know you look like the exact same pile of shit they do except you’re wrapped in nice clothes instead of the ones they found in the trash.
The streets don’t have the same rules the courts do, but I’m not saying the courts don’t have rules. You probably have too many actually.
If you’re a king, the only way you’re going to connect to your people and help them is through fixing the infrastructure of how they live. It’s not easy. You have to make the foundation strong before you can work on the rest. Maslow’s pyramid? I’ll show you sometime.