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[hackingyoursensors]

[ There's short pause before Dick responds. It's not that he doesn't want Tim's company, but he's not sure he wants anyone's company. His head is a little jumbled with all of the past and present and future memories vying for his focus.

But he decides he can't avoid them. It wouldn't be fair. The situation here is complicated, and they'll need all the help they can get. This is no time to ghost his family.

So he drops a pin at a coffee shop not far from the Diadem. ]

Want me to order ahead?

[overlyprecocious]

coffee and a danish for me. I'll be by soon.

[As promised, it doesn't take him too long to get there, leg braces and crutches and all. Dick looked younger than Tim last saw him back home, so he's guessing he's still behind Tim's timeline by several years, but they'll work it out.]

So. Early twenties?

[hackingyoursensors]

[ Dick looks Tim over, cataloging all of the changes. Braces and crutches-- a spinal injury, perhaps? This is an older Tim than he is used to. (Remembers? Dreamed about? His head is still fuzzy.)

He grins at Tim. ]

Twenty-one. We're the same age again.