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[supersweet]

psa: no one is allowed to tell me off for wandering alone in riverview because you guys are all the worst kids ever when you get tiny.

you also all have like zero self-preservation instincts. ZERO.

also if you're a tiny kid and you don't want adults in your business, I'm happy to help out.

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[supersweet]

Sure. It's not like I'm holding anything back.

Are you sure you're okay? It sounds like you've got a lot on your mind.

[pixieboots]

[ He doesn't want to impose. Doesn't want to assume more than Jon is willing to offer. But he hesitates there anyway. No one else has asked him the question at all. ]

...Do you, uh- do you play any ball?

Cause I play.

[supersweet]

Yeah, I play.

But I've got an advantage. Are you cool with that?

[pixieboots]

Sure. [ And his smile brightens at once. ]

I've sort of got one too. At least against normal kids. [ No one like Jon, that's for sure. ]

Batman doesn't let me play.

[supersweet]

[ Oh. Jon gets that. ]

Same. I'm not allowed to play with other kids.

[pixieboots]

Well... [ His smile is all mischief as he grabs Jon's hand, and if he's allowed he'll start to tug him in the opposite direction of housing. ]

You can play with me, pal. I know how to get out of the way in a hurry.

[supersweet]

[ Jon just grins. ]

I'm all ears.

[pixieboots]

[ Dick stops running, brow furrowed as if he's working on a complicated math problem of some kind. ]

So how much space do you need?

For safety and all.

[supersweet]

It's fine. My powers don't always work anyway. So . . . we'll just see how it goes!