[Okay, okay, he's got this. He's cool. Grabbing Dick's hand like nothing's wrong, like Dick hadn't basically kissed him back to life. I mean, it was just CPR, a totally normal thing—it's... not like it meant anything. So yeah, he's cool now, and back to his normal smug self.] Dude, shut up, I'm fine. [He thinks for a moment, trying to do some crazy calculation in his head.] Yeah, I think if I can still do calculus in my head, I'm good.
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