(I wish Dick and Hank had a less tense and stressed relationship, so I wanted to put a little hurt/comfort in a chat. Made this at school, so it might've been a bit quick-written. Have fun and take care of yourself!)

Hank never had any real positive emotion towards Dick. Maybe he used to, but that was before Jericho and Garth.

He never had a problem showing he was upset with Dick. Sure, he never did with anyone. Except Dawn. But with Dick, it was different. He already hated the younger man, he had no problem hitting him in the face.

But it kind of changed. Just now. As he walked through the halls of the Titans tower, past the training room. He paused for a moment, hearing a voice that sounded like it was arguing. He opened the training room, and saw Dick. Staring at open air. He looked angry, upset, and maybe a little panicked.

In all honesty, he'd hardly ever seen Dick panicked. When they were younger, Dick had always been a little anxious and paranoid and stressed. Just what came with being trained by Batman. He always knew the younger reached for perfection as best he could whenever he had worked with the older vigilante. But even when he did appear nervous, there was always a rational explanation. Maybe silly or stupid, but always a reason. But now, there was nothing.

At least, nothing he could see.

"Dick?"