Tim Drake | Red Robin (
dorkwonder) wrote in
paradisa2014-03-31 01:09 pm
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Dictated.
[Cassie]
[Not so surprisingly, Tim has been distant since Cass' death. He hasn't been a ghost or completely out of the picture, but there has been some noticeable difference while he worked to find some semblance of peace. While he hasn't achieved the level he was aiming for, what he has now is doable.]
Hey, Cassie. Are you busy?

Tim
And now she's gone home, and now she isn't that her at all. Maybe she's been avoiding him, just a little, because she doesn't want to see what his body language will have to say to her now. But she answers him because they'll never get anywhere that way and because honestly, it's just nice to hear his voice.]
Not really. [She's just sitting tucked away in a nice corner on the roof of the castle, under an eave that's free of snow.] You, uh... want to talk?
Cass.
Tim
It's okay. Talking is the point, not eating. Don't mind... skipping to that. Can meet somewhere.