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[bludhavenknight]

"You've reached Dick Grayson, I can't come to the phone right now because I'm eating, sleeping, or out, so leave a message at the beep. The funnier ones get called back first!"

BEEP

"One more thing, if you are looking for Babsy Malone, Eggplant, or Assam, they'll get back to you as soon as possible."

BEEP

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[bludhavenknight]

[When Bruce gets there (and he can't ever be too far behind), Dick is walking along the edge of the building, arms folded.]

Come on, like I don't know when you're holding back. [He's still grinning, though. God, but he really has missed this. It felt like things were getting into some sense of normal until it all got fucked up.]

Not as bad as pulling punches, but close. [He rolls back into a quick handstand before settling himself down onto the edge.]

[cowled]

[He smiles, just a little. The tiniest upward quirk of his mouth, there and gone in the time it takes him to rattle a confession out of a garden variety thug.]

Enjoy it.

[His tone is a slight warning. Amused, though.]

It only happens once a year.

[bludhavenknight]

Don't worry, I'm enjoying it to the max. [He got the smile. It's something that he does, counting how many smiles he's gotten from Bruce when he's Batman. Those seem a little more rare. A little more real.]

Right, you don't believe in half birthdays and all that. [He laughs, pulling himself back up and sitting on the edge.]

Thank you. The mug is great, simple, but amazing. So, thank you.

[cowled]

[OH GOD GRATITUDE WHAT DOES HE DO WITH IT WHERE'S ALFRED WHEN HE NEEDS HIM FUCKING HELP.]

Hn.

[Yes perfect answer. He makes sure he is pointedly looking at anything other than Dick in that moment.]