[ Barbara doesn't point out she'd made a reference to that at a point, too, once, and he'd missed it. She didn't hold him to remembering that and now she knew he hadn't had the context to catch it at the time. Not with how much they kept finding differences between their worlds, between who they were and might be in each of those worlds--or weren't at in her case in his world.
Barbara's expression remains patiently focused as he skips from a commentary on the tiny placard for which she already has two different answers and launches instead into an apology. And for as much as it's sudden, it's as emotionally bare and effusive as what she usually expects of their Dick Grayson. A cut-open heart, as committed to an emotional plunge as he was to the free fall from the highest of buildings.
There's a beat longer than normal conversation silence would take for a response. Then. ]
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Barbara's expression remains patiently focused as he skips from a commentary on the tiny placard for which she already has two different answers and launches instead into an apology. And for as much as it's sudden, it's as emotionally bare and effusive as what she usually expects of their Dick Grayson. A cut-open heart, as committed to an emotional plunge as he was to the free fall from the highest of buildings.
There's a beat longer than normal conversation silence would take for a response. Then. ]
You should probably sit down, then.