#mm.dgrayson

"Tsk, tsk," Dick replies with a playful but nevertheless disapproving click of tongue. An index finger sways back in forth with the tsks. "Now is that any way to treat your favorite brother? I even brought you food, Jay."

It's easy to find comfort in Wally. Wally loves and supports so easily. Wally is the sort to wear his heart on his sleeve. Dick wears his heart on his sleeve too, although his time in Gotham has taught him to guard it a bit more carefully. He's got his face tucked into Wally's shoulder, arms wound around Wally's waist as he uses the closeness and pressure to ground himself. Wally says something but he doesn't quite process all of it. "A minute... I just need a minute." Dick murmurs, knowing Wally will both give him time and understand.

"This isn't about a lack of trust, Kori," Dick assures her, flashing her a wobbling and nervous smile as she continues to apply the goop to his bruises and burns. "It's just... Well this fruit goop smells weird. And it tingles." A soft, weary chuckle escapes his lips as he adds, "and it tingles? Is it supposed to tingle?"

"It's the perk of having so many siblings," Dick retorts with a beaming smile, gloved hands flying across the keypad of Tim's security alarm all the while. "Besides he pranked me last week so this is just revenge." Waiting until the device beeps and flashes a green light, Dick slips into Tim's apartment. He doesn't wait to see if Kon follows, and instead just heads straight toward the kitchen. "Last week he stole all my pans so this week I'm stealing all of his cups. You in for helping or do you just want to awkwardly wait outside?"

[ txt ] besides you'd be bored without me

"Something tells me you're not supposed to be here," Nightwing scolds his newfound companion, waving an escrima stick back and forth like one would wave a disapproving finger. He twirls it around his palm but makes no move to use the weapon... Yet. "So what are you up? This part of town isn't very safe, not at this time of night."