[ It actually does a lot to ease his mind, seeing Tim clamber up with such easy familiarity. As if that alone is somehow a promise that some part of this is unchanged. That the kid he's used to pick up from school on a bike a whole lot nicer than this one is still there.
The self-indulgent moment of nostalgia is shattered just as fast, as Dick hops into the drivers seat and passes his spare helmet to Tim. Damian. He goes still at once. ]
...Yeah. I, uh- met Damian.
[ Which isn't exactly an answer to Tim's question, and that probably says something about where his head is just now.
It's another delicate situation. Something else he has to handle with care, once he has Tim safe and resting (he'll insist).
He had promised they'd talk about it. They need to talk about it, he knows that. He starts driving, taking them down a narrow ally nearby, away from prying eyes. ]
So the timeline thing- [ well, he figures it's probably obvious by now. ]
...It's a lot to hash out. But you were at Brentwood, the last time we talked.
[ It's been years for Tim, clearly. If he's even from a world where that touchstone makes sense. ]
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The self-indulgent moment of nostalgia is shattered just as fast, as Dick hops into the drivers seat and passes his spare helmet to Tim. Damian. He goes still at once. ]
...Yeah. I, uh- met Damian.
[ Which isn't exactly an answer to Tim's question, and that probably says something about where his head is just now.
It's another delicate situation. Something else he has to handle with care, once he has Tim safe and resting (he'll insist).
He had promised they'd talk about it. They need to talk about it, he knows that. He starts driving, taking them down a narrow ally nearby, away from prying eyes. ]
So the timeline thing- [ well, he figures it's probably obvious by now. ]
...It's a lot to hash out. But you were at Brentwood, the last time we talked.
[ It's been years for Tim, clearly. If he's even from a world where that touchstone makes sense. ]