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Being taken in had been the last thing Nicholas had expected. Years on the streets, years alone, he’d learned to distance himself. Even when help had been offered so happily, so willingly. Even now, it was a case of self preservation. People didn’t stay in his life. People left. He knew that better than anyone, yet here he still was. It had invoked a mix of feelings from Nicholas. Which was why he was slowly making his approach, attepting to figure out his own thoughts on the matter. The use of boy always stuck out to him. Putting him down, a satement in regards to the age difference, something else? Plenty to consider, plenty he would’ve tried to figure out how to use in his favour in the past.
For now, he figured he’d let it slide and just drop on to the couch next to the older male, one knee bumping against Bruce’s for just a moment. A brief point of contact. No words, not quite yet. Still thinking.