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The doctors would keep the amnesiac Dick Grayson another day for observation but aside from still not remembering his identity, his brainscans were good so they eventually released him into Hartley's care. He was the only visitor the man had received and no one had thus far reported a man matching Dick's description missing unfortunately.

So as they stood there outside the lobby of the ER, the former Rogue found himself hesitating. What now? He couldn't just take the man home like he was a stray. That would be both presumptions and just a little bit creepy.

"So...what now? Do you want to go find your car? Maybe we'll get lucky and there's some kind of identification in it? You didn't have a wallet on you, after all. I sometimes forget to grab mine too so maybe it's just waiting for you stuck between two seats?" He was babbling a little and he knew it. "Or we can go clothes."

Piper shot Dick a wry smile. The shirt he'd picked out for the man was probably a size too small and was distractingly tight around his shoulders. But at least he couldn't really go wrong with sweatpants, right?

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He didn't mind the tight, really, and the clothes Hartley'd picked were comfortable.

But he was getting decidedly edgy for not knowing. He only thought a moment before meeting the redhead's eyes. "Car. Please." Then he registered just how nervous Hartley sounded and. Why?

He wasn't sure.

"Then we can do clothes?"

For some reason, Hartley playing dress-up with him didn't seem like a bad thing, right now.