Tim does allow himself to feel guilt now. It's because he has sticks of gum. He won't offer March any of the spearmint-y goodness. Friends close, enemies closer, but there's merit to having live entertainment on hand.
His face hasn't... which is to say, Tim is still looking just one hair short of irredeemably miserable, which is a pain because of the whiplash, which might be his alibi, actually, on account of the Adolescent thing. Moodiness is to be expected.
Right?
He shakes his head. "I need to start wearing a name tag around here."
Moodiness and me, me, me.
"I'm a dropout. I do outreach with the Wayne Foundation, the Neon Knights specifically. Hopefully push kids so they don't end up like me."
It ties back to Russia. But Tim won't say it. March can have his fun, too, figure that shit out on his own.
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Tim does allow himself to feel guilt now. It's because he has sticks of gum. He won't offer March any of the spearmint-y goodness. Friends close, enemies closer, but there's merit to having live entertainment on hand.
His face hasn't... which is to say, Tim is still looking just one hair short of irredeemably miserable, which is a pain because of the whiplash, which might be his alibi, actually, on account of the Adolescent thing. Moodiness is to be expected.
Right?
He shakes his head. "I need to start wearing a name tag around here."
Moodiness and me, me, me.
"I'm a dropout. I do outreach with the Wayne Foundation, the Neon Knights specifically. Hopefully push kids so they don't end up like me."
It ties back to Russia. But Tim won't say it. March can have his fun, too, figure that shit out on his own.