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bruce wayne @ᴡᴀʏɴᴇ @ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ audio & text

PLEASE NOTE: Bruce has two inboxes.

His official user id for the network is Bruce and if you meet in person, in the unlikely event he gave you his contact details, this is the ID he would give you.

That said, his conversations on the network have largely been under the id of Wayne, as a way to keep his two identities separated.
This is the username he uses most often and he will answer replies to that handle- there just seems to be no physical person on the registry to link it to.

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[It doesn't surprise him to hear Vanitas describe it this way. He doesn't think of Vanitas as a child, but the limits of his lived experience fall better under this category than any other. Empathy and the spectrum of emotions- Bruce believes that those are things that can grow- that can be nurtured and in time, with care, begin to flourish. Vanitas has changed immeasurably in his time here, and while Bruce doesn't consider himself a cornerstone of that change, he does believe that it's only happened because there has been a small net of people willing to catch him when he stumbles. To redirect, to remain consistent.

Perhaps it's the only natural next step, to see the people he's grown to care about as objects that belong to him. As things he wants to protect or things keep to himself. But that Vanitas recognizes this quality within himself, that he articulates it in the first place- is profoundly meaningful.

His breath comes in a start-stop, and even that Bruce can understand. There's terror in knowledge like this. To know that there is suddenly leverage that can be used against you- to become aware of a vulnerability. One hand lifts, and comes to rest gently on the crown of Vanitas's head; it's the kind of reassuring touch he hasn't known in a very long time.]

[evulsed]

[ Bruce doesn't answer with words, and that's probably a good thing, because Vanitas thinks for once he's actually run out of them. The revelation is much too overwhelming— everything about the moment. That Bruce is invested in him, not because of what he can do but because it causes him pain to see him hurt. That it stacks on to this stepping stone of actualization that Vanitas might matter to someone beyond what he represents as a being of Darkness.

That what's been growing inside of him is some kind of bond, maybe even something that could be called friend. He's spent a lot of time telling people how stupid it is to sacrifice yourself for others, but when he thinks of Ventus' conviction to fight him and stop him— Vanitas thinks he understands that, now. Just what vicious lengths he would go to in order to keep Bruce safe.

The thoughts shiver out of him when Bruce reaches for him, threading his fingers through the uneven scatter of his black hair. Vanitas closes his eyes, visibly soothed, and exhales over a little tremor. ]