...ow.Bruce had to stop himself
from saying what he knew she was already thinking. There was an
uneasy silence, a sort of mental tension between the two of them.
Though he was notoriously skilled at masking emotions, Bruce had to
admit to himself that he cared about the boy. There was a certain
quietness to him, a shy yet attentive curiosity that he remembered in
his much younger self. He prayed the similarities would always end
there, but the life the Stewarts still lived was not the type that
guaranteed any security for their child. The two of them faced death
every day. Defending the universe. Making the world safe for their
son, they said.Rex didn't need them to
be heroes, Bruce thought to himself. He needed them to be parents.
He needed them simply to be there.Bruce didn't want to
think about what would happen if this kid had to face what he faced.
If he lost what he lost."Why are you here?"
he asked her, finally breaking the tense silence."Excuse me?"
Shayera looked over her shoulder at him. He returned the glare."You've been
volunteering for overnights ever since Lantern left for his mission,"
he said."Can't sleep,"
she answered bluntly before turning back to her keyboar...