[ Terry isn’t the only one with a sour taste in his mouth. reading the text has Dick sighing, scrubbing his brow as he peels himself off the infirmary’s bed. a headache blooms behind his eyes, his ears still ringing from the explosion if he stares too hard at the screen on his phone. everything echoes too closely of his younger self. ]
I believe you, but it’s not just about trust, Terry. Do you know where what he wants stops, and where what you want begins? Just think about why you're being so defensive for a sec. Or why you're afraid of him showing up now just cus you've agreed to keep my involvement to yourself?
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I believe you, but it’s not just about trust, Terry. Do you know where what he wants stops, and where what you want begins? Just think about why you're being so defensive for a sec. Or why you're afraid of him showing up now just cus you've agreed to keep my involvement to yourself?