Currently, Dick was worried, by those reactions, his eyes searching Hartley's face. What is wrong? Did somebody do something to you? Because, if they did, I'll... what? What would he do? What could he do, who was he, to be able to do anything?
He swallowed, and nodded. "That works, okay."
And when Piper's caress came, Dick turned his palm and laced fingers with the redhead's. He'd let go at the first sign that Hartley wanted him to, because people, or comfort levels, or anything. But he? He was nobody, here. Nobody had recognized him this far, and he wondered anyone would, yet. It didn't matter what people thought about him.
He could offer support, at least, as he went with his new friend.
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Date: 2013-05-27 05:12 am (UTC)He swallowed, and nodded. "That works, okay."
And when Piper's caress came, Dick turned his palm and laced fingers with the redhead's. He'd let go at the first sign that Hartley wanted him to, because people, or comfort levels, or anything. But he? He was nobody, here. Nobody had recognized him this far, and he wondered anyone would, yet. It didn't matter what people thought about him.
He could offer support, at least, as he went with his new friend.