“That and being stuffed by diabetus every time he visits a house. What an unhealthy, lazy character.”

“What about technology?”

“Ya mind like, putting some clothes on?”

“Ewwwwwwwwww.”

"MOM PLEASE."

“You’re too young to be doing grown up stuff.”

“And that’s obviously not grown enough. You’ll never be grown enough. You’ll always be my baby.” Squeezes. “And if anyone breaks your heart, I’ll smite them.”

“Heheh. Good one.”

Dinah be like:

“Okay, I’m sorry, Sport.” She pats his head. “I’m sure she is, I trust your judgment. Well, maybe not, there was also Cheshire...” she raises a brow. “But Starfire is a good one.”

“Listen here you bellend— if you don’t check yourself, you’re gonna get wrecked.”

“Maybe one day /you’ll/ get /married/ and I’ll be there to sing for the wedding!”

"To be fair, I was Ollie's only mistake. Emiko and Connor did just fine. Dinah was always better than him with kids. Mia and Sin were proof enough of that."

“Why not get clothes that don’t burn off?”

“You don’t know shit about the situation, so you can stop running your mouth. Last warning, Luthor.” Cracks knuckles.

“You know I’m just messing with you!” Dinah snorted. “Last person you want relationship advice from is me, anyways. Divorced, separated, multiple times...”

“Certified Justice League babysitter. Smol beans love me.”

Didn’t couldn’t help but burst into laughter, but she continued. “What about more than underpants, like, a whole wardrobe? Maybe a fedora? That’s sassy.”

“This IS the manners Wildcat taught me. Deal with it, pal.”

“Thank you, Roy. You’re too good for all of us.” She gave him a harder squeeze this time.