[Did-- did he say the wrong thing? Damian wasn't mad at him, was he? It had only been a question, but-- maybe he hadn't appreciated Dick asking it.
The leap sends Dick skittering, stepping back onto a different set of arms and curling his fingers around the center of the chandelier with a vice grip. He let go with one hand to rub at his face and eyes, trying to wipe away the traces of his crying on his cheeks and the red in his eyes (and mostly succeeding in smudging it around), and quickly replaces his clinging grip.]
I-- [For a moment he stares Damian in the face right back. But his features at trembling, and the frankness is a bit too much right now, and he looks down while pressing his cheek against the metal under his hands.]
'Cause. 'Cause I know you don't like me very much. And, and Bruce was the one that brought me here, a-and he's gone now, so no one really needs me anymore. And you shouldn't have to deal with me just 'cause of Bruce if you don't want to.
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The leap sends Dick skittering, stepping back onto a different set of arms and curling his fingers around the center of the chandelier with a vice grip. He let go with one hand to rub at his face and eyes, trying to wipe away the traces of his crying on his cheeks and the red in his eyes (and mostly succeeding in smudging it around), and quickly replaces his clinging grip.]
I-- [For a moment he stares Damian in the face right back. But his features at trembling, and the frankness is a bit too much right now, and he looks down while pressing his cheek against the metal under his hands.]
'Cause. 'Cause I know you don't like me very much. And, and Bruce was the one that brought me here, a-and he's gone now, so no one really needs me anymore. And you shouldn't have to deal with me just 'cause of Bruce if you don't want to.