Dick's thoughts went through a lot of possibilities about what he could do and what she could do with nearly no strength in her arms. Even the most simple transfer would be hard because she'd still have to hang on the bar with one hand at some point.
And that made him wonder about his own limits - could he hang on the bar and hold Layla's waist at the same time to give her some support until she grabbed the second trapeze with both hands after a transfer? He was already way ahead of himself though - he didn't even know if she was interested into any of that. For Dick, that was just someone he loved, it was part of his life, and it felt natural to want to share it with her. And he was doing so and was going to keep on doing so by performing himself, but in no way that meant she'd want to be up there.
And anyway, he'd need to put up a net. It'd have to be high, a few meters under the platforms only so that falling down wouldn't be dangerous at all and would be a short fall -
Yeah. Ahead of himself didn't even begin to describe it.
"You don't have an offensive power and.. aren't likely to get into lots of fights? So that's logical. You could probably manage to kill someone without fighting just by knowing where to place yourself or what to move where, anyway."
He swiped the sweats off his hands on his shirt. He hadn't stayed up there for long enough for it to get bad, but if he'd planned on something longer he'd have used chalk powder to keep himself from slipping eventually.
"I'll come up with something and we can come back here some other time." It was easier to push the thought of what-Batman-would-have-to-say-about-that away as he spoke.
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And that made him wonder about his own limits - could he hang on the bar and hold Layla's waist at the same time to give her some support until she grabbed the second trapeze with both hands after a transfer? He was already way ahead of himself though - he didn't even know if she was interested into any of that. For Dick, that was just someone he loved, it was part of his life, and it felt natural to want to share it with her. And he was doing so and was going to keep on doing so by performing himself, but in no way that meant she'd want to be up there.
And anyway, he'd need to put up a net. It'd have to be high, a few meters under the platforms only so that falling down wouldn't be dangerous at all and would be a short fall -
Yeah. Ahead of himself didn't even begin to describe it.
"You don't have an offensive power and.. aren't likely to get into lots of fights? So that's logical. You could probably manage to kill someone without fighting just by knowing where to place yourself or what to move where, anyway."
He swiped the sweats off his hands on his shirt. He hadn't stayed up there for long enough for it to get bad, but if he'd planned on something longer he'd have used chalk powder to keep himself from slipping eventually.
"I'll come up with something and we can come back here some other time." It was easier to push the thought of what-Batman-would-have-to-say-about-that away as he spoke.