[A few things happen. He moves a hand to roll Dick's boxers back into place to cover the bandages while they're talking, and then that hand comes up to catch his cheek and turn Dick's face again so he can see him.]
Yeah, and I've taken up dying for a living. Doesn't mean shit isn't bad sometimes. [... ] He bit you? What the fuck.
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Yeah, and I've taken up dying for a living. Doesn't mean shit isn't bad sometimes. [... ] He bit you? What the fuck.