"Well, him being your gundam is probably why I'm dealing with it better. I mean, I've dealt with living robots before. I've even worked with them. I see Red Tornado pretty often, and he's an AI."
Talk for the sake of noise was a bad habit. Dick happily helped Duo indulge.
His grip tightened on narrow shoulders when Duo seemed to start to go back, but the teenager was only looking.
Dick listened, the nodded. "I will. I'll get it." He glanced over at Kisame, blinking in the sunlight. "Could you take Duo? And if you can make a fire...?" He pushed the teenager toward Kisame, then turned and headed back into the Gundam.