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[The smile's a bit more sincere when he raises a hand to smack Wally's finger and get a hold of in at the same time.]

Hah. Hypnosis is something bats are supposed to learn about at some point, like meditation. But I never really got into it.

[He smirks, slow and lazy, not at all like his usual smirk.] You could ask Tim to help you out with it. I'm sure he knows plenty and that he'd go along if he knew why you wanted to learn about this.

[Wally allows Dick to grab a hold of his finger simply because he's curious to see what Dick's intention is.]

Meditation. [He makes a disapproving face.] I don't blame you.

[He's glad he got Dick smiling and smirking again. That makes his visit somewhat of a success at least.] Huh, you're right. He probably would. You do realize you're aiding me in my quest to brainwash you, right?

[Dick has no intentions with this finger. It was just wagging to he grabbed it and now it's not wagging anymore. Yep.

He actually lets it go when Wally's done talking to rub the back of his neck, looking away.]

Ah... I'm not sure brainwashing me would be a bad idea.

[He'd like to change everything so nothing ever happened, which isn't possible, so forgetting doesn't look unappealing.

It's not the right thing to do and it wouldn't last -- there are proofs of everything that happened everywhere on the board, and on several security cameras in the Cave and elsewhere -- but. Still.

Miracle thinking?]

[When his finger is free, Wally taps his chin with it thoughtfully. Dick does have a point.]

I think everyone could use a little brainwashing for the last fifteen days.

[He smiles sheepishly. It wouldn't be bad for people to forget and stop feeling guilty over everything. Things could go back to normal.]

Maybe I should try to do this thing large-scale.

Hmm. I think we're supposed to consider the experience and try and learn from it and all that.

[He's starting to feel happy that Wally barged in on him, which means something. He hasn't been wanting much company recently, but Wally still makes him feel more at ease than he is with anyone else.]

Whatever, it's not gonna happen. [Pause]

So. Since you're here, do you want a tour of he place? Spoiler: it's not very impressive.

[Wally tries to consider what he's learned from the experience but all he can think of is that 'stab wounds hurt' and he's pretty sure that wouldn't come out nearly as funny as it sounds in his head so he refrains from commenting on that.]

Well hey, should I ever feel inclined to hop over to the villainy side of things, mass-hypnotism might be my calling.

[That Dick's offering to give him a tour means he wants Wally around and that cheers him up considerably. He nods eagerly.]

Sure! And just getting an apartment by yourself at your age is impressive enough by itself. It's something I could only dream of.

[It would have been a terrible thing to say, yes :|]

And you still want me to go back to the Tower, uh? I'm taking a step in the world, here. [It's meant to be a joke, but anything they're likely to say on the topic will seem too serious and be awkward.]

Anyway, you're in the living room. I guess. [It's not exactly big enough to be a living room and it's attached to the kitchen/dining room, but it's where there's a couch and a TV, so 'living room' applies.]

If you take three steps forward you're gonna hit what's supposedly the dining room and another step's the kitchen.

And uh, that door's the bathroom, that one's my room. [It's just small and all in one bunch and the tour could be made entirely without moving at all. Dick takes the few steps to reach his room and he opens the door. It's neither small or big, and doesn't have any decoration at all, yet, which makes it very much boring. Except for the VERY SUBTLE Robin suit that's lying next to the bed.]

[Yes, he still very much wants you to come home Dick but he won't say so because indeed the conversation would get way too serious and awkward.]

The Tower doesn't have people that get on your case 24/7, it's bearable. Better than living with my parents anyway, trust me. Back home I would've given anything for a place like this or to move in with Aunt Iris and Barry.

[He checks out the places Dick points out and probably could have checked the entire place out in a millisecond but he's being patient and letting Dick give him the tour.

He ducks into Dick's room hoping to see something but is sorely disappointed and for that Dick gets a pointedly raised eyebrow.]

[Dick can read Wally's expression very well and he mirrors it, folding his arms on his chest.]

What? I've been here for a couple of days, of course it's empty. [And the only reason he has the bed and dresser he does is because of Bruce, even.

He walks in and flops on the bed.] The mattress' super comfy though. It's one of those form fits ones. It probably cost a lot but whatever, it's Bruce's way to crawl into my life even when I'm not his partner.

[Will take that statement of the mattress being comfortable as an invitation to sit down on the bed and poke it a bit.]

Batman gave you all of this?

[Somehow this is amusing to him.]

[It totally was, no problem. Dick nods and makes a bit of a face.]

Yeah, I came to the apartment a few days ago and there he was with movers and about 90% of the furniture in the place even though I'd never given him my address.

[He's not frustrated that Bruce found it anyway -- this is Batman, here, of course he'd find it easily -- but the fact he'd walked into Dick's newish life even before Dick had told him where he lived was intrusive and annoying.]

I never gave my address to anyone, just saying. I didn't decide I'd keep it from you but tell Tim or whatever. Tim knowing it is just him being a good stalker. [Beat.] Well I'm guessing Tim knows and he's the one who told you, but if he doesn't and you poked at Bruce for that info I'm impressed.

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[Don't mind if he bounces for a little bit here as well, he's just testing the bed. It is very comfortable.

He frowns but he's still somewhat amused.]

That's kind of...creepy.

[But this is Batman they're talking about and Batman is weird like that. He shouldn't be that surprised. He'd come barging into their cave back home too after all.]

Well, he would have been my next target but Tim knew so. [Shrug.]

It's completely creepy but also so very not surprising of him. [And the creepiest part was probably how he was being all Brucie for the movers when he walked onto them. Christ, Dick hates this persona of him.

Dick makes a small hum sound when Wally tells him about Tim, which is confirming what he thought.]

So you'd have gone to Batman? Really? All that to bring me a drawing I'd forgotten. [And that is still on the couch and... Dick might just keep it. But for Wally, not for what it represents.]

Yeah, sure. I mean, he's kind of intimidating but it's not like back home where I guess I didn't leave the best of first impressions. I don't think he liked us much but it's different here.

[It would be a little scary to go face Batman and Wally probably would have dragged someone along with him but he's not going to admit that out loud.

He really would have done it but luckily Tim knew. That was a great relief.]

[Hmm, have another little smile that's overall genuine.]

I have no idea how much he likes you at all. I think he's glad you're my friends 'cause, let's face it, you're a bunch of dogooders and none of you's gonna pull me down some dark path or whatever.

[Dick can do that on his own. Let's not add this part.]

[He feels so accomplished getting all these little smiles from Dick.]

Hah, true. Though you never know. I could be planning something nefarious and just biding my time. [He waggles his eyebrows.

Only everybody knows he probably couldn't be evil even if he tried. He has too much of a hero complex for that.]

[Dick stares and huffs, looking immensely skeptical.]

Oh, right. These waggling eyebrows are the source of all evil, I see it now. So devilish. [He pushes Wally's shoulder playfully, which, hey, is physical contact that Dick started. Wally just... makes him feel better.

And realising that makes Dick feel guilty about feeling happy with Wally. This was bound to happen.]

[He puts on his best evil grin which probably just looks more mischievous than anything else.]

Good to see you're finally catching on! [He snickers and swats at Dick's hand, oblivious to the guilt for now.]

Hey, thanks for -- [Have him make super wide 'oh shit I just realised something' eyes.] Fuck.

[Dick suddenly gets up and runs to the kitchen because he had been cooking aaaaaaand okay the pasta sauce is stuck at the bottom but he can just close the burner and transfer it to another pot and it'll still be completely edible and the pasta is ready but not yet overcooked so. It could be seriously worse, here.

He starts with taking care of the sauce to be sure it stays edible and doesn't have to look to know Wally followed him out of the bedroom.] So are you hungry?

[Wally blinks in surprise, completely baffled at that sudden outburst, and is quick to follow after Dick to see what the fuss is about.

To find out that Dick forgot he was cooking is amusing to him. It doesn't seem like Dick to forget something like that.]

You really have to ask me that after how long do we know each other? [He gives Dick a sheepish smile that also has an apologetic hint to it.]

[Dick's head hasn't been exactly where it should be and a speedster is always distracting. Except if you're Batman, then you can handle a speedster.

Dick nods needlessly and takes out two plastic plates. He leaves the first pot in the sink and fills it with hot water so the burnt stuff at the bottom won't stick so much anymore and then proceeds to get the pasta out of the water.

Long story short, he's handling Wally a plate and a fork two minutes later, and takes one for himself, leaning against the counter instead of sitting down.]

I'm gonna go patrol after. [Well... not directly after, but in less than an hour. Patrolling is still something he likes doing, and it makes him feel like he's doing something right moreso than it did before.]

Thanks. [Wally beams and accepts the plate gratefully. He hadn't come here with the intention of munching off food but being a speedster means always being hungry so he's not going to say no to food either.

Plus it's pasta and he likes pasta.]

Okay. [He mumbles around a forkful of pasta before swallowing and adding,]

If you want company...? [He can't remember when the last time was he actually went patrolling with someone. It's been too long.]

[He eats slowly and -- he's been pushing himself to eat in the last week. He does like pasta, and that's why he made some, so it helps with the whole eating process.

That and the idea of patrolling on an empty stomach. This sucks so much.]

Uhm. I'd like to patrol alone. [A beat.] Nothing about you, you know that. I'm just -- [Another beat and a sigh.] Not now, 'kay?

[Since Wally remained by Dick's side, he can nudge him with his elbow a little as he gives him a reassuring smile.

He understands.]

Okay, no problem. [He'll just work on finishing that pasta.]

[Which reassures Dick immensely.]

I'll poke you when I do wanna patrol with you. [He just has no idea when this is going to happen.

Also, nomnomnoms.]