[Still sitting with a waiting drink, Dick ticks back all the things he offered up for conversation and all the rather 'wondrous' tales he spun, and not even the gremlin under the couch could sway Bruce from his Beagle like nose for news and determination to nudge his way into Dick's personal life.
Honestly, Dick would have thought it clear by the simple fact that he was nestled back in a singular apartment alone and working mostly by himself with no thoughts to join any other forces working in Gotham, not Babs or the update to the police force that she brought about to make work of the city -- well, time was weird like that. The city would always need upkeep, no matter who it was helped by, and how bad it had gotten.
Tsking over his glass, Dick rolls his eyes.] Her and I haven't been back together since we split, truth be told. We managed a few nights, but.... we were never meant to be. I fucked that one up like the others, Bruce. I'm really great at that. She's a beaut., not mine. though.
[Sure, give him something to drink to. It's okay though. After Dick killed that other thief by partial accident, partial necessity, he and babs were done. It really had been the both of them. No love could breech that wall. After his sip of bourbon, he patted the seat next to him.]
Come sit. You don't have to pace. I mean, I only bite on days that end in y, and even then it's never too hard. Bruce. Really. Take your drink to the chair if it makes you feel better.
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Honestly, Dick would have thought it clear by the simple fact that he was nestled back in a singular apartment alone and working mostly by himself with no thoughts to join any other forces working in Gotham, not Babs or the update to the police force that she brought about to make work of the city -- well, time was weird like that. The city would always need upkeep, no matter who it was helped by, and how bad it had gotten.
Tsking over his glass, Dick rolls his eyes.] Her and I haven't been back together since we split, truth be told. We managed a few nights, but.... we were never meant to be. I fucked that one up like the others, Bruce. I'm really great at that. She's a beaut., not mine. though.
[Sure, give him something to drink to. It's okay though. After Dick killed that other thief by partial accident, partial necessity, he and babs were done. It really had been the both of them. No love could breech that wall. After his sip of bourbon, he patted the seat next to him.]
Come sit. You don't have to pace. I mean, I only bite on days that end in y, and even then it's never too hard. Bruce. Really. Take your drink to the chair if it makes you feel better.