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[There's a second or two of silence before Dick starts speaking, because he is very consciously trying to stop himself from blurting out "Holy _______" statements and adding Bat to the beginning of nouns, and it is quite the uphill battle, unfortunately. His "superpower" is basically adopting Burt Ward Robin's speech patterns TO THE XTREME. :|]

I'm not feeling great. Anyone needs me, I'm gonna be in my Bat-

... I'll be kind of scarce.

[Filtered to people who know THE BIG SECRET. So basically Tim, Steph, Wally, Costigan, Hayley, Spike, etc. Ask if not sure.]

Holy redundant flood, Admiral, this had better only be for a couple days. I'm starting to talk like the Robin from the BatTV Show character flood again and the Batnovelty's already seriously worn off. How's everyone else holding up?

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I'm not really sure either.

[Even though he did, actually, have a batarang in his pocket. He probably should have picked something more inconspicuous as his item, but the thing was handy, reminded him of back home, and definitely wasn't something anyone else on board would have an exact replica of. Even Steph and Tim's weapons would be different.]

[Ariadne carefully pulled her hand away and got to her feet, being careful not to run into the coffee table.]

I have some extra blankets and pillows.

[It hadn't been that uncommon for a project to run late, back when she was actually focused on school, and for someone to need to spend the night. As well, her own boundaries were infinite most days, extending well into others' and had little problem with someone being in her personal space.]

You're sure you don't mind?

[While this was admittedly far from unusual - if a case ran late and he was working with someone like Babs or Donna or Wally or Roy, he definitely wasn't above crashing on a couch if need be - he'd still been raised to be polite, and the one major thing those four had that Ariadne didn't, excluding the superhero/vigilante thing, was that he'd known them since basically forever. Ariadne was a friend, sure, but she was still sort of a stranger, and he didn't want to be intruding on her space if she didn't want him to be.]

I don't mind at all.

[And as proof, she quietly quilted comforter and a gray pillow from her bedroom.]

And you can request that change in your room without worrying about Admiral things. Or Batthings.

Oh, because you know so much about Batthings.

[Which got her another playful smirk from his spot on the couch.]

I can learn more about those batthings.

[She grinned right back as she deposited the comforter and pillow on the couch, standing above him for once in her short height.]

[He looked up at her innocently, trying not to just start laughing.]

Which Batthings are we talking about, exactly?

[Ariadne beamed brightly down at him.]

You know, batthings.

I'm afraid I don't follow.

[Ariadne should have guessed that he wouldn't give her a break.]

They're very troubling, those batthings.

[He finally chuckled quietly.]

Why are they troubling?

[Ariadne tilted her head a little, eyebrow cocked.]

Why wouldn't they be? They're battthings.

I don't know, I'm not an authority.

[Ariadne just smiled at him before sitting down on the floor beside the couch.]

Maybe I should go do some research tomorrow.

What kind of Batresearch?

[He picked up the pillow and the blanket and moved them over onto his side of the couch, nodding his head at the free space.]

You don't have to sit on the Batfloor, you know.

[Ariadne smiled and climbed onto the couch, legs folded as she leaned against the back of the couch.]

Batresearch about batthings.

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Now you're just being mean.

Not mean. It'd be helpful.

[She's still smiling with the very tame teasing.]

How so?

You're not an authority on batthings and neither am I.

Do we need to be?

[Ariadne raised an eyebrow.]

Why not?

I don't know.

[He shifted, turning to face her a little more, and got a little more comfortable on the couch.]

Let's talk about something else.

[Ariadne shifted as well, leaning a little on her elbow. She had been wondering if he needed, or wanted really, to sleep, but didn't know if she would even be able to when the time came.]

You decide the topic.

[Dick wasn't really tired, and was a little more focused on keeping her company until the flood passed, thus why he'd agreed to stay over in the first place. He didn't want her by herself if another train passed through the room.]

Do I have to?

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