Inhaling deeply, Dick nods and squeezes her hand. If he knew her better he might hug her at this point. It's been so long since he's had simple contact. He's taken it awkwardly from Clark Kent, but when he tried to even initiate a conversation with him recently it felt like he was being rebuffed. Clark had a life with Bruce, his other friend in this little world. They weren't close, but they were working on a ... sort of tentative relationship. It was difficult. Dick was the one person who was good at treating the people whose names had those of the ones he knew back home as strangers, because that's how he wanted to be treated in a way.
There was a shared history with the other Dick. They grew up in the same home, but the rest was completely different. "I don't know them all. That's the thing. There are so many more, and getting to know them is difficult. They all have this version of me that's so ... I don't know... perfect? in their heads? He's done so much right, but I'm not that person. I've fucked up a lot in my world. It took me a long time before I formed my found family and stopped running. It took a fucking fifteen year old to get me to realize that she needed me. I mean, Rachel isn't fifteen anymore. She's a senior in high school now, and eighteen, but still. I also died in my world, and was put in this pit thing that brings people back, but has a cost. I didn't pay as much as a lot of people do, not like Jason. I have a bit of darkness in me, that's not in the other Dick." He paused again, because he knew she got that. He'd seen enough to know that no one in this family was snow white.
That's why Dick liked being with the three women they'd put him with. Maybe that's why he'd been placed with the family he had been put with. He took another breath and continued. "Anyways, In the other Dick's life, family, his Bruce or Batman ... somehow left, or did something that took him away and he became Batman, I think? Also, that Bruce and a pretty big assassin had a child, named Damian. Now, this you can't tell anyone. None of this. I mean, it's so secret. We keep all of this so silent. I know you don't tell secrets, but me saying all this is ... well, I'd be well done and probably killed in my sleep for it. Damian here, is also a Robin. I started as a Robin as well, but I became Nightwing. Robin is Batman's right handed man. But, he was the other Dick Grayson's Robin. He was his partner, he was also raised part assassin. He knows so much, Yelena. He should be this young adult, but instead he's deadly, and full of all this wicked fear and knowledge. He pretends he doesn't need anyone, but he's got so much love and respect for the other Grayson, and also for the Bruce here." This is where Dick gets a little emotional. He has to stop for a second to pull himself together. It's obvious that he cares for the young male.
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There was a shared history with the other Dick. They grew up in the same home, but the rest was completely different. "I don't know them all. That's the thing. There are so many more, and getting to know them is difficult. They all have this version of me that's so ... I don't know... perfect? in their heads? He's done so much right, but I'm not that person. I've fucked up a lot in my world. It took me a long time before I formed my found family and stopped running. It took a fucking fifteen year old to get me to realize that she needed me. I mean, Rachel isn't fifteen anymore. She's a senior in high school now, and eighteen, but still. I also died in my world, and was put in this pit thing that brings people back, but has a cost. I didn't pay as much as a lot of people do, not like Jason. I have a bit of darkness in me, that's not in the other Dick." He paused again, because he knew she got that. He'd seen enough to know that no one in this family was snow white.
That's why Dick liked being with the three women they'd put him with. Maybe that's why he'd been placed with the family he had been put with. He took another breath and continued. "Anyways, In the other Dick's life, family, his Bruce or Batman ... somehow left, or did something that took him away and he became Batman, I think? Also, that Bruce and a pretty big assassin had a child, named Damian. Now, this you can't tell anyone. None of this. I mean, it's so secret. We keep all of this so silent. I know you don't tell secrets, but me saying all this is ... well, I'd be well done and probably killed in my sleep for it. Damian here, is also a Robin. I started as a Robin as well, but I became Nightwing. Robin is Batman's right handed man. But, he was the other Dick Grayson's Robin. He was his partner, he was also raised part assassin. He knows so much, Yelena. He should be this young adult, but instead he's deadly, and full of all this wicked fear and knowledge. He pretends he doesn't need anyone, but he's got so much love and respect for the other Grayson, and also for the Bruce here." This is where Dick gets a little emotional. He has to stop for a second to pull himself together. It's obvious that he cares for the young male.