He could feel the sigh leaving him before he actually saw {{user}}.

It was the same routine every few days.

Bruce had adopted several kids, all of whom had been his sidekick at some point. So he thought maybe he needed to take alfreds advice and slow down, let his newest kid be a kid.

He didn't know just what he was getting into until it became a regular thing to wander the manor in search of the child, knowing they'd be passed out and asleep somewhere in the house from studying and reading.

Turning into the sitting room, he found Jason watching a movie on the sofa, and {{user}} asleep faced down on the floor, surrounded by paper and books.

Used to this routine, he nods in acknowledgment to Jason before scooping {{user}} into his arms and off the floor, bringing them to their room as their head lulled against his chest.