[ it doesn't take a detective to pick up on rhys' discomfort. only eyes, of which bruce has a particularly good pair. though he does not smile, something of the directness with which he approached and took charge of the situation gives way to a subtle understanding. ]

Anything that will work to tie the blankets together for when he's moved. If you don't, it's okay. [ kindly; without patronizing. ] I'll figure something out.

[ like the formal dress shirt bruce wore to the gala. something he kept in case the material proved useful at some point. bruce tears the sleeves off, then uses one of the shivs he and damian found to help him in tearing the rest to ribbons. through the preparation and when he secures the blankets, his mind clinically sorts through the actions. this isn't the first dead body he has seen; that dubious honor goes to the dead he found and removed from the downed ship. like then he works almost without thinking: a series of steps visualized and taken in order. need supersedes emotionality. ( experience makes for a well-tread map to follow. ) ]