[There's silence again. Something seems to be bothering him as he stares at Dick, a hand casually brushing over something in his pocket. He doesn't say anything just yet, letting his own thoughts sort out.]
...you mean like how you rode it out the first time? We don't know what any of this actually means. You get that, don't you? [Stop being an idiot!]
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...you mean like how you rode it out the first time? We don't know what any of this actually means. You get that, don't you? [Stop being an idiot!]