[It was the silence that made Tim pause in his search and turn back. When he found Dick there, staring at a picture, he froze, because he knew that look. That everything is crumbling around me look, that I don't know if I can handle this look. He'd seen it in the mirror every day from the moment he left Gotham to find Bruce.
And he couldn't let his brother wallow in it.]
Dick. [He made his voice hard, low, and it was actually a fair imitation of Bruce. He needed Dick's attention, and once he had that, he dropped into something gentler.] We'll find him.
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And he couldn't let his brother wallow in it.]
Dick. [He made his voice hard, low, and it was actually a fair imitation of Bruce. He needed Dick's attention, and once he had that, he dropped into something gentler.] We'll find him.