Dick nodded, solemnly, trying to offer the younger, smaller Tim a smile of some semblance. He'd done his grieving, but it still hurt far far too much to dwell on. All those people... "Yeah," Dick swallowed, his throat a tad dry from having talked a such a length.
It was somewhat relieving to learn that this dimension's 'Haven still stood and that Nightwing was still its protector. That was... god.