[Looking at her eyebrows, maybe Dick misjudged. He figured he was older but time in the multiverse could do strange things. Maybe time where they were from ran differently. He didn't think to ask about that. Maybe his thirty-two years would be young. He didn't know how old Barbara was, he was merely comparing himself to the other Dick in this circumstance. He could always be completely wrong.

Wrinkling his nose, he shrugged.]

Not very much, a few years. A lot can happen in a few years though. I'm thirty-two. I honestly have no idea how old anyone else is. I think Damian is what, around thirteen, I think he might have mentioned it, but I can't remember if he did or not. I've had more on my mind that I need to keep recorded, and I haven't been writing things down like I normally would in my notes and transfer to the computer. I need one soon.

[Bruce always kept such meticulous notes and he knows that's one of the reasons he was always so successful with thing that occurred past and present. Dick did it mostly by computer, but he had been forced to start doing it by hand since he was here and he didn't have the same skill as his Bruce did.]