[Wow they're really close, and Dick's arm is around his waist and... he doesn't even care. Forget weird feelings, butterflies, knots, whatever. In this moment, he feels like he—they—can conquer anything. And it doesn't even matter how weird that sounds because they're best friends and that will never ever change.]
What, you mean brood? Believe me, bro, I will not let you brood.
[Oh fine, Dick punches him? HAVE A PLAYFUL SHOVE.] Oh shut up, I won't drown. [Following suit, he's pretty sure he knows what he's doing. I mean, how hard can it be.] Like that one?
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What, you mean brood? Believe me, bro, I will not let you brood.
[Oh fine, Dick punches him? HAVE A PLAYFUL SHOVE.] Oh shut up, I won't drown. [Following suit, he's pretty sure he knows what he's doing. I mean, how hard can it be.] Like that one?