( he's dropped himself down on the couch. turned the television on and lets a random black and white movie of some sort play. he's not really paying attention to it, it's just there for background noise. he's hunched over some, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, eyes fallen shut. he doesn't need to look up to know dick is there. he can just... sense his presence. helps to be trained in that. )
You live here. ( words he murmurs. ) You don't need to ask me where you want to be.
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You live here. ( words he murmurs. ) You don't need to ask me where you want to be.