Rolling onto his side to look across at his speedster, he nodded, absolutely certain of his answer. "I would, definitely." Dick smiled, tipping a handful of pretzels into his mouth and crunching. They’d spoken about their respective turbulent times during the past couple weeks, though Dick hadn’t elaborated too much as some of his more recent history was Wally’s future. It had cleared the cobwebs somewhat and he definitely felt better for it.
Dick could tell that Wally was in a somewhat zen frame of mind and it was easy for him to attune to his boyfriend’s chilled vibe, happily sharing their moment in the sun and not thinking about much of anything. His eyebrow arched beyond the frame of his shades as Wally fixed him with an appraising look and he laughed, "Oh, yeah? Once it starts I usually tan quite quickly, so I’ll look less nocturnal in no time."
Reaching out, he brushed a fingertip across Wally’s cheekbone, a soft smile curving his lips; "Your freckles are coming out."