[There was no defense in his tone, much more aloof than anything else. It was discussion and it wasn't anything that Dick worried about. He had no reason to feel defensive around Iggy. They'd straightened out enough things about his job and such that speaking about it never truly bothered him. They both held odd business about them, and in the same manner, Dick would never judge Iggy for what he had to do.
Watching Iggy move past him, Dick already knows what he's doing. He wishes that the other didn't lie about it, but maybe not speaking of the dead is easier. Those are rules that Dick doesn't know and will ask later when they are back at his apartment, away from the shadows that haunt his boyfriend. ]
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Watching Iggy move past him, Dick already knows what he's doing. He wishes that the other didn't lie about it, but maybe not speaking of the dead is easier. Those are rules that Dick doesn't know and will ask later when they are back at his apartment, away from the shadows that haunt his boyfriend. ]
Sure, babe. I've got you.