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[Dick's voice is very flat and very depressed. He can't really deal right now.]

Costigan's gone. Off the Barge. I'm not - I'm not sure if he's coming back.

[Meaning, his item's stopped responding to him and there's no sign of him anywhere, and Dick has so many sads. He pauses for a moment like he's going to say something else, but turns off the feed instead.]

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Yeah.

Then I think you'd better come over to my room and get both, yeah?

Yeah. Thanks Martha. [Spam?]

[Martha was in her room, and she was worried about Dick. She put the kettle on, and she had cake ready. Losing an inmate wasn't good at the best of times, never mind when things were already seeming a bit bleak. After the Mirrorverse and Tim going home, she expected that he was taking this harder than normal.]

[Dick was taking this a little harder than normal, although really, losing Costigan would have been a blow regardless of what had happened before. He really did care about him, and knowing he was just... gone was hard. He was spiraling a little less than he had been after fighting with Blonsky and Slade, and was sporting a new bruise on his jaw by the time he knocked at the door.]

[Martha opened the door as soon as he knocked on it, and then she frowned at the new bruise on his jaw. Her eyes went wide and then she stepped back into her room trying very hard not to adopt an attitude that would be consistent with 'you get in here right now, mister.'

Once he was inside, Martha headed over to her bathroom, coming back with a small bottle.]

Sit.

[He was definitely familiar with that sort of look, and wasn't really in the mood to try arguing about it. He followed her in and waited quietly for her to come back before slowly taking a seat.

Still, he just wouldn't be him without protesting a little.]

I'm okay. I know what a jaw fracture feels like.

I know you do, Dick, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't try and fix it.

[Martha dropped onto the sofa text to him, and then she opened the bottle and slipped some of it onto her fingers.]

Let me see.

[He obediently tilted his head slightly to one side, giving her a better look at the bruise. He didn't say anything, really an indication of how upset he was, and just sat quietly, letting her do her thing.]

[Martha's fingers glistened with the oil and then she applied it to his jaw quickly but carefully, soothing the bruise away.]

Anywhere else, Dick?

[He was probably bruised in other places, but he didn't feel like pulling his shirt off and checking for the rest of them, so he just shook his head.]

I'm good. Thanks, Martha.

[Martha's expression says that she very much doubts that's true, but there's no point in fighting him on it.]

Cake. And tea, I think.

That would be great. How was back home? [Because he is happily grasping for a topic other than Tim, Costigan or that he was an idiot.]

It was lovely. [Martha stood up and she headed in the kitchen, returning with a piece of chocolate cake with white and purple fondant and a cup of tea.]

I've got wedding video if you're interested.

[Both of which he's taking with a grateful smile. Chocolate cake and tea are basically the best things ever.] I'd love to see it.

Well, good thing I can do that then, yeah?

[Martha sat down with her own cup of tea (she was pretty much done eating cake for a while. Possibly forever.)]

[After this many weddings, Dick really can't blame her.] So, which wedding's been your favorite, so far? Or is this one of those they've all been so awesome, it's hard to choose things?

They're different really. One was just for us, and one was for everyone else. I can't chose.

[Martha smiled quickly, and then she took a sip of her tea.]

I guess that's probably how it should be. [And he took a forkful of cake to have a good excuse not to fess up about his own disastrous experiences with weddings.]

Probably. Most people don't have two weddings I suppose.

[Have a little bit of a smile, before she hit the button on the remote which turned on the movie of her and Snape dancing to "You belong to me."]

You got him to dance? [SOMEONE IS AMUSED.]

More than once. And smile, and be exceptionally happy.

I am very impressed, Martha.

You should be. It's a major feat that.

[Martha grinned at him for a moment, and then she smirked.]

Couldn't get the top hat and tails though.

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