[ It's a good thing Damian is excellent at not paying attention when people talk and talk and talk. It was good practice, spending time with Grayson.
As Diarmuid drops the argument, the young Robin keeps silent, biting into another chip and shifting his heels on the bench, rolling his booted toes along the wood as he flexes his foot. He's used to sitting in one place for longer periods, and his fidgeting is more purposeful than it is bored, keeping his muscles active and awake and ready to move.
A click of the tongue meets Diarmuid's thanks, as if the boy can't be bothered to acknowledge his offer as generous; nothing but matter-of-fact. ]
Can't eat too much more, anyway.
[ In fact, he wants nothing more than to sleep the sickness away; it's something of a struggle to stay awake after filling his stomach for the first time in several days, but he can manage a little while longer. Setting the bag next to Diarmuid, he hops off the bench, cape flapping with the motion before it settles to hang around him again. He frowns back at the boy, though there's little real irritation in the expression - it's a default. ]
I should probably get going. [ A beat, before he adds, grudgingly: ] Thanks. For the info. [ And the company. ]
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As Diarmuid drops the argument, the young Robin keeps silent, biting into another chip and shifting his heels on the bench, rolling his booted toes along the wood as he flexes his foot. He's used to sitting in one place for longer periods, and his fidgeting is more purposeful than it is bored, keeping his muscles active and awake and ready to move.
A click of the tongue meets Diarmuid's thanks, as if the boy can't be bothered to acknowledge his offer as generous; nothing but matter-of-fact. ]
Can't eat too much more, anyway.
[ In fact, he wants nothing more than to sleep the sickness away; it's something of a struggle to stay awake after filling his stomach for the first time in several days, but he can manage a little while longer. Setting the bag next to Diarmuid, he hops off the bench, cape flapping with the motion before it settles to hang around him again. He frowns back at the boy, though there's little real irritation in the expression - it's a default. ]
I should probably get going. [ A beat, before he adds, grudgingly: ] Thanks. For the info. [ And the company. ]