[The click of crutches cuts off that train of thought -"what the hell happened?"- and Robin rounds the corner. That annoying mantra starts up again, "he likes me, he likes me" but it's quiet and in the background of his mind as Wally watches Robin hobble down the hallway. Even on crutches and struggling to pull out his comm Robin is graceful, and Wally's reminded that the guy he was just fighting with was a world-renowned acrobat by the time he was like, seven.
Oh. He's talking.
It's still raining outside and there's only a couple things in this world less fun to run in than a downpour. And he might as well go back to his actual house anyway because SB wouldn't say it but Wally's pretty sure he's overstayed his welcome. By like five days. He might as well cram himself in the back of a cab with the rest of them.]
What about the bill? [Does the government pick it up since they're imPorts and/or minors?]
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Oh. He's talking.
It's still raining outside and there's only a couple things in this world less fun to run in than a downpour. And he might as well go back to his actual house anyway because SB wouldn't say it but Wally's pretty sure he's overstayed his welcome. By like five days. He might as well cram himself in the back of a cab with the rest of them.]
What about the bill? [Does the government pick it up since they're imPorts and/or minors?]