[After a beat of staring curiously, Hayley snapped out of her empathy. What had happened to Dick was very different from what had happened to her and she shouldn't have been trying to connect the two for her own comfort. As if knowing someone who had gone through similar things would make it somehow easier or less fucked up. She looked over to his shelf and then down to her communicator, waiting for Capa's reply to ensure she was in the clear and could start settling in a little more. Then something occurred to her.]

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't even.. It's none of my business. I mean, anything you want to talk about, I'll listen, okay? Even if it's not the serious stuff." [Thus far, Dick had done nothing wrong. Hayley had let evil people die, or encouraged them, more than a handful of times and if he was feeling guilt over that, it meant he was either as good as he seemed or he was displacing guilt over something else, something she hadn't found yet.]

[The truth was, however, that Hayley was short on friends right now. Harper's cutting her off from Rex has made their friendship drift a little, Crane was busy considering whether or not to dose and kill himself, and Loki seemed to be so much less redeemed than she had believed. With Harry gone, Cissie and Stephanie worrying about Black Mask, and Merlin dealing with his own life as well, Hayley was becoming more and more alone and that fact scared her. Capa could only do so much.]