Dick peeled himself off Kisame, putting a hand on the man's shoulder as he did so, his balance off. Again.
The robot looked older in the sunlight, without the softness of the moon to grace it with mystery. Older, badly used, but just as powerful.
Without doing anything, it had broken Duo.
Dick glanced at Kisame questioningly, though he didn't know what the question was, then stuttered-stepped to Duo and sat down as well. "What is it?" Maybe if they started there, things would begin to make sense.