summary: Words are spoken.

notes: well, i suspect that this is where i'll be taking a firm left turn from canon... which has been sorely lacking. but, at any rate, at least this one is out before outsiders 6. ^_~

~*~

"You had me worried."

"Nah, there was never any doubt."

"*No.* You had me worried." That arresting tone of voice.

"I... I was a little worried myself."

"Damn it, Roy." Emotion, audible emotion.

"Hey, it all turned out ok."

"I don't want to lose any more friends!"

"C'mon, Dick. I'm fine, right?"

"I don't want to lose *you.*"

"Not a worry." Confidence. Bluster.

"I... I don't want to *lose* you."

Arms. Around him. Hardness, strength, hope. Circling.

"Hey. *Not* a worry."

"I... haven't been completely honest with you..."

"Oh. Uh. Well, I understand..."

"Maybe you want me to leave the team."

"What? Why? No!"

"I'm not here for them. I don't care about *them*. I care about you."

"...That's ok, that doesn't matter... I need you, Dick."

"You aren't listening to me, Roy. I *care* about you."

"You aren't listening to me. I *need* you."

Confidence. Hope. Peace.

"Finally."

~*~

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