There's an awful lot of breathin' room, but I can hardly move

[well, for now they aren't talking about it and dick honestly figures that he cares enough for jason to be okay with a lot of things he never would have before. he's changed more than jason realizes. that's the strange thing about death. it does things, even to someone with crazy strong values.

in the end it's more about chili dogs and kisses, and maybe dick is a little jealous. maybe he's kidding too. the biggest thing is that he's leaning over to kiss jason now with chili on his chin, because of what jason said. payback is a bitch.]

they're better than my kisses huh? what about dick's kisses with chili? i'm going to get you to lick this off and see how much you like my kisses when they taste like a chili dog..

[he's laughing as he leans in and gets jason's face as messy as his, licking at the chili he transfers over, and into jason's mouth all the same. he knows there are bruises, but he hopes the laughter makes up for it.]