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[ Dick doesn’t often make it so obvious that he sees these things so clearly, but the interest in Sizhui’s eyes is undeniable. It’s as undeniable as how good Jason looks with the weapon held in his hand, in its small, compact form. There’s a curious raise of a brow when Sizhui asks how long it extends. In all honesty, that’s not quite the reaction he had expected. Most would have been questioning the fact that he’d just gifted a weapon as a birthday present, but Sizhui just seems—interested.

And Jason looks actually somewhat pleased with it. Dick takes another breath, slow to inhale and heavy with relief as he exhales. He even lets his mouth soften, looking away from Jason for the moment he extends it, watching Sizhui’s reaction.

The staff extends just as it should, swift and clean, sleek in Jason’s strong grip. God. He looks away, suddenly finding the ground very interesting. Part of him pinches at the sight of Jason holding something so Robin. Another part of him is pleased that what he made is so fitting.

When he looks up again, there’s a hint of warmth in his eyes. ]

You’re welcome. [ He pushes off the counter. ] Alright, I think I’ve stayed long enough. Sizhui. Thanks for inviting me in. Nice meeting you. [ A beat, because none of this turned out as bad as it did. ] Jason. If you want tips with that, you know where I am.