[ Tim nods at the diagnosis. The confirmation is all but a formality, but it is reassuring when his near-objectively crazy theory is seconded by a friend. It makes Tim feel more grounded, more self-assured. ]
Pity. A regular old space problem would’ve been a nice break. Ooh, or a Thursday night stick-up.
[ He’s trying to make Bart laugh. The tiny scowl is jarring on the happy, open face, and Tim knows that he’s about to give the speedster more reason to fret. ]
Yeah, I was in bed. Pajamas, bed head… and my best belt. [ He gives Bart a significant look, but Tim figures it’s a 50/50 shot that he picks up on the implication. ] I dreamed I was falling and woke up here. You?
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Pity. A regular old space problem would’ve been a nice break. Ooh, or a Thursday night stick-up.
[ He’s trying to make Bart laugh. The tiny scowl is jarring on the happy, open face, and Tim knows that he’s about to give the speedster more reason to fret. ]
Yeah, I was in bed. Pajamas, bed head… and my best belt. [ He gives Bart a significant look, but Tim figures it’s a 50/50 shot that he picks up on the implication. ] I dreamed I was falling and woke up here. You?