[Dick has some slight bags under his eyes, but looks considerably less miserable then he did in his first post. He's sitting on the couch in his room, Costigan's wandering around in the general area of the kitchenette, and all in all, he's a little more Robin and a little less scared orphan.]Tim and I wanted to know why we're in space, but we're not getting sucked out into it and can breathe and stuff when we're on deck. Does anyone know why?
Are we actually going anywhere, or are we just kind of... going until someone comes to take us back home?
[He looks off screen for a minute before sort of shyly saying to the off camera inmate:] Hey, Bill?
[He wants to ask how to leave messages for people specifically without telling the whole ship he'd been up all night crying about his parents, so after a beat turns back and switches the feed off.][Private to Mal, after filters are explained] Thank you for coming over last night.
[Private to Tim; added after talking to Steph]That girl, Steph, is looking for you. I don't know why, but she said she lost you.
[Spam for Costigan][Dick put the communicator down, fidgeting on the couch a little uncomfortably before looking back over at Costigan. He'd still been keeping an eye on him - a fact Dick really appreciated, considering how little attention he seemed to get back home - but the kid felt bad about totally losing it. He didn't know if Bruce had warned him about the nightmares or anything, although he assumed he knew what had happened to his parents.] I'm sorry I kept you up last night.
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