[It's hardly an answer, but Dick didn't expect anything else. He takes a sip from his drink, leaning back in the overly large and yet hardly comfortable chair. Things like this were made to look at and not spend time in. At least that's always what he thought. That's why he never bought himself anything that looked like it, ever.
There's a sound that escapes him at Bruce's observation. Yes, he's been busy. What else is there to do, but keep his time occupied. He's left town, returned, left, come back again and lately he's been fighting crime the way he knows how. Lord knows there's plenty in Gotham for the both of them.
Tapping at the glass with a ring on his finger, he nods at Bruce.]
Like either of us would ever let moss grow under us.
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There's a sound that escapes him at Bruce's observation. Yes, he's been busy. What else is there to do, but keep his time occupied. He's left town, returned, left, come back again and lately he's been fighting crime the way he knows how. Lord knows there's plenty in Gotham for the both of them.
Tapping at the glass with a ring on his finger, he nods at Bruce.]
Like either of us would ever let moss grow under us.