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[peektuttut]

[Private to David]

I figure we've both had time to chill out and think, now. So maybe it's time to talk.

[Public]

[And Tim just realized that he's just been doing his thing since coming back from Gotham, and that he hasn't actually told anyone he hasn't seen that he's back. Whoops. :c]

I'm back, by the way. Gotham still smells like Gotham.

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[Private]

[sixthanimorph]

[David's response is an hour late in coming. He spent most of that hour debating whether or not to pretend he didn't get the message.]

Okay. So talk.

[Private]

[peektuttut]

[Tim kind of expected it. So he waits. (And waits and waits and waits and God he never thought of himself as impatient, but he stops stacking paperclips and scribbling notes when David gets back to him.)]

Is this going to be weird? I want to say that nothing has to change, but...a few things will. You've got your powers back. They'll stay that way unless you abuse them. I had the same deal with Sylar.

[Private]

[sixthanimorph]

[All the time David's been plagued by one simple question: who's his warden gonna be? Tim or Robin? (He can't think of him as Redwing, even now.) Tim'll cut him some slack. Robin'll play it like the pro he is. So he's laid on his back for the past hour, tossing his communicator back and forth, until he finally worked up the nerve.]

You're letting me keep my powers? [Naturally, they were the first things he expected to go.] If that's not gonna change, what is?

[Private]

[peektuttut]

Not much, I hope. But I'm your warden now. We can still talk, and go for runs, and if you need something you can ask me. [But if you do wrong, I'm not going to go easy on you.That's what he doesn't say.]

[notarrowette]

Welcome back.

[peektuttut]

How are you doing?

[notarrowette]

I'm good. [Pffft, sure.] How was Gotham? Other than smelly.

[peektuttut]

[Yeah okay Cissie :|] Fun. As fun as Gotham can be, anyway.

I brought back cookies, by the way. I promise I didn't make them.