[ Two weeks. He'd been gone for two weeks. Only about half that time, back home, and so much had happened — and it's disorienting, being back, remembering all the things he'd completely forgotten back home. A year of his life, just... missing, just like that. It's enough to drive a guy crazy. But slightly more pressing than that, and definitely more pressing than all the things he'd known about but only just now gotten to live through, is the thought that he has a lot of "sorry I disappeared" calls to make. And Wally's probably been pretty lonely.
Dick really hopes he didn't do anything stupid. They're both over that now, right? ... Please?
Well, he supposes he's going to find out one way or another, because when Wally arrives the cave after his day at work, Robin, always one to appreciate the value of a good entrance, drops down from his perch on an overhead support beam and lands in front of Wally with a grin. ]
Hey. [ He spreads his arms wide in a gesture that either means "ta-daaaa" or "hug me." Or possibly both. ] Miss me?
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Dick really hopes he didn't do anything stupid. They're both over that now, right? ... Please?
Well, he supposes he's going to find out one way or another, because when Wally arrives the cave after his day at work, Robin, always one to appreciate the value of a good entrance, drops down from his perch on an overhead support beam and lands in front of Wally with a grin. ]
Hey. [ He spreads his arms wide in a gesture that either means "ta-daaaa" or "hug me." Or possibly both. ] Miss me?