[ perhaps even more keenly than he is aware of the scanner, he's aware of Terry, whose spine is one long line of tension, body language screaming out his nerves. Dick doesn't say anything when Terry seems relieved for a moment, but he does use it to take a breath--one he hadn't realized he'd been holding together with Terry.
and when the beeping starts, his stomach swoops sickeningly. none of the sentiment shows on his face as he steadily holds the phone over Terry's wrist, moves it to one side until it stops, then the other, though he's not sure who he's double-checking for anymore.
it's only when he's absolutely sure of its location that he lifts his gaze to Terry's face, an empathetic pinch finally breaking through the stoic set of his brows. he puts the phone down on the table as quiet stretches between them. carefully, he watches Terry before gently breaking the silence. ]
Hey. McGinnis.
[ he tips his head to try to catch Terry's eyes. ]
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and when the beeping starts, his stomach swoops sickeningly. none of the sentiment shows on his face as he steadily holds the phone over Terry's wrist, moves it to one side until it stops, then the other, though he's not sure who he's double-checking for anymore.
it's only when he's absolutely sure of its location that he lifts his gaze to Terry's face, an empathetic pinch finally breaking through the stoic set of his brows. he puts the phone down on the table as quiet stretches between them. carefully, he watches Terry before gently breaking the silence. ]
Hey. McGinnis.
[ he tips his head to try to catch Terry's eyes. ]
Terry, are you... [ a beat. ] You alright?