...... pouts—.

“....... yep. Definitely just a little above average. So you can grow even bigger?”

He should leave the worrying to her. It suits her better.

He—— he can’t even get sick! He’s like one of the few people in the world who’s germs are totally fine!

Sharing anxiety. Fun—.

He just wants all of the shake for himself, doesn’t he—? Well it’s working. Because she’s now ( really ) wanting a sip from the shake!

It’s the worst—

“W— what—?! Hundreds? Of inches? Or of feet—?”

He looks fully grown to her. Okay— he’s getting an eye roll for that one.

“..... of course— silly old me.” Okay, now she was ( really ) worried about being stepped on.

Sigh—

Most definitely—. If ‘all the chicks dig him’ then he doesn’t really need her to join them, does he?

“...... me? Fretting? Never. I’m fret-less.” A total lie.

Barry—. They both agreed to taking things slow... he knows this...

“...... it’s a very big shadow. And I’m also still not ( entirely ) sure where you fall on the whole hero and evil scale, nor do I think I want to know...”

Wow that’s— fair enough. It’s not exactly easy for her either— but they have to. Doesn’t he remember their one and only date? And how it ended in a total panic attack for her?

And yet he’s not willing to share his shake with her—. And he does support her. She just.... needs more time before he supports her in a non-platonic way.

“There’s more than one—?” Jess would raise her brows. Wonder Woman has the most confusing gallery—. “Hey— it’s all good. Don’t exactly have any cuffs on me anyway. And I don’t think you’ve done anything bad so....”

Thank you— and she’ll take as slow as he can. He’s the sweetest—. She’s taking a long sip from the shake.

One of those days—.