[It would have honestly surprised Dick to know that Bruce had no idea what was going on, that he couldn't see or feel the same things that Dick did. Sitting there on the couch Dick finally found a viable show to watch a show about tattoo coverups that he thought stupid, funny, and interesting all at once. When Bruce came out, he figured that the other man was going to sit and watch it, but instead Dick is faced with a baffling question. One that he's really not quite sure how to answer.
Slowly, he turns in his space, arm around the back of the leather couch to look over at Bruce. He's very much the same man that came into his apartment an evening prior, even his hands were shoved into his pockets. Dick swears he can feel the wall between them again. All that was missing was the coat and scarf. Dick almost mentioned it, but he bit his tongue. Instead he ignores it for right now.]
It's a tattoo show about bad tattoos that they cover up. You going to stand or sit, or pace?
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Slowly, he turns in his space, arm around the back of the leather couch to look over at Bruce. He's very much the same man that came into his apartment an evening prior, even his hands were shoved into his pockets. Dick swears he can feel the wall between them again. All that was missing was the coat and scarf. Dick almost mentioned it, but he bit his tongue. Instead he ignores it for right now.]
It's a tattoo show about bad tattoos that they cover up. You going to stand or sit, or pace?