Curate, connect, and discover
jason, a few years later, dragging in a small, barely a preteen tim by the back of his collar: hey so i saw this lil guy alone at the gala last night so i brought him home
bruce, not learning from the first time and waving it off to finally sleep off the stress from the gala: that's nice, jaylad
. . .
[at breakfast]
bruce, confused by there being 3 young boys at the table: wait, when did-
jason, without missing a beat: too late, alfred said we can keep him
dick, with tears in his eyes: they grow up so fast
bruce: ... *sighs* tim, pass the salt
13 y/o dick grayson, holding 9 y/o jason todd like a stray cat: bruce, i got a little brother!
bruce, doing paperwork for WE, not paying attention: that’s great, chum
. . .
bruce, several hours later: wait, what?!
dick: it’s okay, alfred said we can keep him!