( it isn't disappointing. the term isn't in his mental dictionary when it comes to other people, because the only person he's ever actively disappointed in is himself. and. maybe he is. this whole situation would disappoint bruce, after all, and the thought of it makes unhappiness churn in his stomach like he ate too many bowls cereal in rapid succession. he's putting a lot of people in danger, with this. he wonders if mako knows just how many. )

You know, if you really had to know someone before you were allowed to like them, then no one would ever like anyone.

( he vaguely wiggles his shoulders, countering the foundation of mako's argument. it's not like he proposed marriage, or anything. he's just looked at mako and only seen things that he likes. )

And anyway, I know a lot about you. Obviously I've done my research. ( mako's been fairly in the spotlight in the last few years, with his connections to the avatar, and knack for saving the world as they know it. it isn't, or at least wasn't, hard to find him in the newspaper, first in his pro bending days, and then in his glory day of heroics. dick's read up on every archive he can, really. ) The point is that I've got an entire police force on my tail at any given time, but I've only taken an interest in you.

Conclusion: I like you! You can't tell me I don't. It's obvious, Mako. Open those pretty eyes.

( constantly in motion, on someone else it'd be fidgeting, but on dick it's just. a lace curtain blowing in the wind, following the flow of life. he leans back on his palms, chin on his shoulder, a sleazy smile tugged up his lips. )

And while we're at it, I really don't consider myself a criminal. Alright? What else have you got? I can sling back and forth with you all day, but really, I'd prefer to just kiss you some more.