[ Dick has a number of routes back to his apartment that take him through secure spots where he won't be seen vanishing from a clearly observable skyline or ducking down into one particular alley, even the specific location of that corner was calculated. It had to be, because now that his secret identity is properly secret again he has no intention of blurring that line again. But the farther they go the less concerned he is about being followed, and his scans haven't picked up any trackers. It's entirely possible that Terry's sudden absence hasn't been noticed yet at all.
So his focus keeps slipping back to the other thing. So Terry has been thinking about it, unlike him, where he's been entirely oblivious if there have been hints dropped somewhere along the way. In hindsight he can easily see how he could have dismissed any distant or evasive looks or replies as just being a part of Terry adjusting to this, and inevitably thinking about the Gotham back home.
Also in hindsight he does realize that he's been treating Terry a lot more like a Robin than a Batman. Not a kid, as if he can't be trusted to hold his own, maybe at least in part because he's accustomed to Damian, who would bristle at the mere suggestion that he needed help, but... definitely still mindful of the fact that he's young. Actually he didn't even ask how old Terry is, he just assumed it was at least a few years younger than him. Let alone whether he was romantically unattached, or what kind of person he'd be interested in if not.
He's got one hand on the fire escape, back in the familiar narrow alley behind the apartment building, dangling casually as he watches Terry make his way over, considering— well, a lot of things. ]
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[ Dick has a number of routes back to his apartment that take him through secure spots where he won't be seen vanishing from a clearly observable skyline or ducking down into one particular alley, even the specific location of that corner was calculated. It had to be, because now that his secret identity is properly secret again he has no intention of blurring that line again. But the farther they go the less concerned he is about being followed, and his scans haven't picked up any trackers. It's entirely possible that Terry's sudden absence hasn't been noticed yet at all.
So his focus keeps slipping back to the other thing. So Terry has been thinking about it, unlike him, where he's been entirely oblivious if there have been hints dropped somewhere along the way. In hindsight he can easily see how he could have dismissed any distant or evasive looks or replies as just being a part of Terry adjusting to this, and inevitably thinking about the Gotham back home.
Also in hindsight he does realize that he's been treating Terry a lot more like a Robin than a Batman. Not a kid, as if he can't be trusted to hold his own, maybe at least in part because he's accustomed to Damian, who would bristle at the mere suggestion that he needed help, but... definitely still mindful of the fact that he's young. Actually he didn't even ask how old Terry is, he just assumed it was at least a few years younger than him. Let alone whether he was romantically unattached, or what kind of person he'd be interested in if not.
He's got one hand on the fire escape, back in the familiar narrow alley behind the apartment building, dangling casually as he watches Terry make his way over, considering— well, a lot of things. ]
A lot of time to think about kissing me, huh?