[ It's definitely cuddling, but if Wally doesn't care, Dick doesn't care. Wally knows how he felt (or feels, or whatever, he's not thinking about it for as long as he can and the outcome's the same either way). And Dick knows it doesn't mean anything except exactly what he wants it to mean right now, which is: I'm here.

He's not the one who launched right into a hug, anyway. Jeez. ]

It's okay. We're all a little stupid sometimes. [ Dick thumps Wally's knee gently with a fist. ] Official best friend agreement. If you're staying, I'm staying.

[ As much as he can promise it, anyway. ]