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[reneger]

i know who my parents were
just never bothered to track further back than that, wasn't much point

[torchbearer]

Maybe there isn't a point.

But it can surprise you.

[reneger]

or it'll just confirm i'm another gotham alley mutt

[torchbearer]

Like you mind that.

[reneger]

i'm fine how i am
when are you coming back in

[torchbearer]

I'm just around the corner.

[reneger]

good

( because he's waiting, lounging on the couch while idly twirling the construct knife around his fingers. )

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[torchbearer]

[ kyle flies through the window, glancing at jason. ]

Were you waiting long?

[reneger]

I wasn't really waiting.

( but he is taking his nice shiny green knife and tossing it straight for kyle. or not straight for him, because it's aimed just slightly above his shoulder and isn't meant to hit anything outside of the wall behind him. )

[torchbearer]

[ kyle doesn't flinch, just eyes the walls where the knife is embedded. ]

Should I ask?

[reneger]

Nah.

( the knife fades, doesn't even leave a mark in the wall because fuck if jason's patching it up, that's effort. but he does pull himself up to his feet, and starts towards kyle. )

[torchbearer]

[ kyle glances at it in bemusement. ]

I should have figured you'd start with knives.

[reneger]

You said make something I want. And I always want more knives.

( knives are sharp and pointy and have never failed him. but he is leaning into kyle's space soon as he's close enough, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. )

Find anything fun?

[torchbearer]

Nothing unusual. It's surprising. Everything's wide open but I haven't spotted anything familiar.

[ it'd be nice to see mogo again. kyle sighs into the kiss, briefly wrapping his arms around jason. ]

[reneger]

It is a different universe. Probably missing all the shit you're used to.

( but kyle wraps his arms around him, and jason's--wrapping his own loosely around kyle's hips. not holding him in place, just holding him. )

[torchbearer]

[ he shakes his head a little. ]

You don't really get used to things out there. Sometimes you do, but it's always a lot.

[reneger]

Then the lack of familiarity's even less surprising.

( space is too big, but jason had known that already. he's betting kyle'd been looking for something specific, but hadn't found it. )

You were out patrolling in space?

[torchbearer]

A little of both. Sometimes I just like to drift in space for a while.

[ just let it all go. let the dark swallow it up. unchained.

but it's only for a brief moment. he lets himself come back to earth. lets himself come back to jason. ]

[reneger]

Yeah, I could see why.

( space is quiet. empty. if jason felt like he could take off into the vacuum of space, he might take advantage of the quiet, too.

arms fall from around kyle, and jason turns around to head back to the couch. )

Hungry?

[torchbearer]

[ kyle hums. ]

I could eat.

[reneger]

( a detour from the couch then, to instead head towards the kitchen. )

Sandwich or leftovers?

[torchbearer]

Sandwich sounds good.

[reneger]

( sandwiches it is. jason flits around the kitchen, going in the fridge for deli meat and cheese, the cabinet for bread, a couple of jars of condiments--the basics. he knows how to make a sandwich.

stays quiet for a moment while he starts putting shit together. almost like he's--bracing himself a little. )

Rayner.

[torchbearer]

[ kyle looks up for a moment. ]

What is it?

[reneger]

( what is it, and jason's mouth opens before it shuts again. focuses on putting mayo on bread and shifts gears.

offers instead an easier, )

'm glad you're here.