[ Terry is cute. Straightforward and honest in ways that most people he deals with these days aren't, which isn't a slight against them, it's just... either there's so much history, ups and downs, uncomfortable truths and ugly fights, or it's someone who doesn't even know about this side of their lives, someone who's unarguably better off staying out of it. Terry has mostly a blank slate, so it makes sense. And Dick likes to think that they have a good thing going here anyway, he's tried his best to make it clear that Terry can be honest with him, that he's not going to judge.

He leans forward, nice and casual, a little too close for a normal conversation. It's kind of a shame that he can't see anything of Terry's face underneath that cowl, not really even his mouth. Definitely a suit design that Bruce would have come up with, though he's the last person Dick's thinking about right now. ]

Or what?

[ His own eyes might be obscured, but his lips quirk into a warm, pleased flicker of a smirk. He can be playful, even while he's still kind of catching up on this entire situation. Usually he's better at picking up on it, it's a bit novel to be caught by surprise.

But he'll pull himself up before Terry has too long to think about that answer. ]

Come on. I need to get a good look at you to see how badly they scrambled your brain when they knocked you out.