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Dinah had no idea how long she'd been staring into her coffee cup, but it was long enough for the contents to go cold, and she nearly spit it out when she took a sip. Cold coffee was just so gross. Dick had left her sitting at the kitchen table trying to work through everything he'd told her, but it wasn't getting any more clear, no matter how

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Dick reads stifled glare and stifled sass without turning back to look at Kon. What saves him Nightwing's arm shooting out to catch him around the throat and pin him to the nearest wall is...a lot of things really, starting with him not being Tim but ending with his stifled smile. Kon's a good kid and offering to be there for Dinah once she's figured it out? That's exactly what Dick expects of him.

As for Dinah, what she asks is what he'd planned for when he did tell her. "Come on. We'll go out toward dino territory." Far from ignoring the differences between his Dinah and this one, Dick notes it to tell Babs, and adds it to the growing file on her universe. But he lets it drop, because it will only upset her more. He cocks his head toward the door and palm up gestures toward it: after you. They can talk while they walk.

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