Family doesn't always mean blood, Jon, look at me, Damian and Tim. That's not even our Tim, none of us share blood besides that we spilled on each other, but we're family. And you are to, your one of us, probably since you first started running with Little D, and that means you never alone again. Understood?
[ Jon swallows. He knows his father sees Bruce and Diana as family, but they've never discussed it like that before. Jon's blood has been important. It separates him from the rest. He's never dealt with it in such terms before. ]
[ He replies confidently. Granted, he'd buy the milkshake anyway, but it was a good way to test the kid's skills without being as blatant as his younger brother.
Inside the Arcade was loud already with a crowd, Jason moved to buy them tickets, looking back to make sure Jon was still in sight. Realizing as he paid that he had promised to bring Jon here months ago.]
[ Jon sticks his tongue out at him as he starts scooping up the balls and tossing them into the rings. Because Jon rarely uses his powers in this capacity (and he doesn't believe in cheating), the score is not quite as high as one might expect. ]
[ Meanwhile, normally Jason has no issue at all cheating, or beating a child at a game. Generally just Damian however, but Jon's a good kid, so he purposely missed a shot or two to keep them closer to even. ]
Focus on it Jon, relax a bit more to. It's easier that way.
[ This seems like the opposite of fine, but Jon pulls his cap down to hide his face. He knows the drill. As they pull away, Jon tries not to look back in concern or guilt. ]
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Family? Me?
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Are you sure?
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I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it. You can read my heart beat. You already know.
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I mean what I said, call me anytime for anything. I got you.
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Okay. I will.
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Come on, let's go play skeeball, have you ever played it before?
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[ He rocks on his heels. ]
I did a bit of it back in Metropolis.
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[ He wants that milkshake. ]
opps
[ He replies confidently. Granted, he'd buy the milkshake anyway, but it was a good way to test the kid's skills without being as blatant as his younger brother.
Inside the Arcade was loud already with a crowd, Jason moved to buy them tickets, looking back to make sure Jon was still in sight. Realizing as he paid that he had promised to bring Jon here months ago.]
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I forgot how noisy it gets here.
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Yep, that's half the charm. So what should we play first?
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[ He has his priorities. ]
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[ He shouldn't laugh but Jon's so different from Damian. It's kind of refreshing. ]
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Highest score wins, right?
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[ Two machines beside each other the counters reset as Jason grabs a couple balls himself before starting the game.]
Try and keep up!
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Focus on it Jon, relax a bit more to. It's easier that way.
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[ Jon squints at the rings. It's a bit hard, finding that equilibrium he's meant to achieve. But he attempts to put less pressure on the balls.]
Hey, it's working!
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[ Jason grinned for him, a little proud to see the kid seeming happy.]
Keep it up and you might get a milkshake.
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Uh. Maybe not.
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Come on, lets go play something else. This is fine, no big deal.
[ He's lying.]
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I guess I can't come back here, huh?
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sure <3