You'd make a good little soldier.
( Batty commented without looking at Bruce, smirking. He got inside the vehicle and once Bruce got in as well, he took it to the air, heading towards a place only he knew about. )
Want some music?

He was sure he had looked like a mess. Then again, he'd looked way worse. And besides, he could get that towel and ice himself, but for some reason he enjoyed Bruce pampering him. )

He grabbed the edge of a table just in case the tequila wanted him on the floor again. Then he raised his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. )
This will help. Don't worry, it's not broken.

I could if you asked nicely.
( Batty was onbiously in on the joke. There was no harm in a little fooling around with friends, right? )
Cool. Let's go.
( He walked out of the house and to his spinner, expecting Bruce to follow. )

disclaimer for this account's contents:

// I don't have a lot of muse for Roy atm so that's okay 😄

It was clear to Batty that Bruce was trying to help though, so when Bruce had made more of a mess of Batty face, he couldn't help but settle into an even better mood while watching Bruce's attempts. )
Are you trying to tell me you've never had a nosebleed?

Remember, pal. I'll be good to you as long as you're good to me. Otherwise, you don't want to make me your enemy.
( He tried to look into the bag Bruce had been filling. )
Are you done?

You'll get a complete check-up in exchange for a small favor.
( Batty smiled the way like a kid would that knew he was in trouble but wanted to seem innocent in front of his parents. )>