Dick resisted the urge to reach out and grab him. He took a breath. Took another. Tried to calm the sick feeling in his stomach, and looked anywhere but at the young solider in front of him.
Finally, he looked down at Duo and offered a brittle smile. "I'm going to be very put out if I have to go into space to get you back. Seriously. I don't have a Justice League base to work from, here."
Part of being a team leader meant knowing when to let people handle things on their own. When they could probably do so. He hoped to God he wasn't fucking up.