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It really was a lovely day in Paris.
“—Ra’s will want to target some place with lots of people, something touristy,” Tim was saying.
Shame Dick couldn’t enjoy it more. “Indoors too,” he said. “Less air circulation.”
Tim nodded. “There’s the Louvre, and also—” he started coughing.
Dick froze. “Are you…?”
It didn’t last long. “I’m fine,” Tim said quickly.
“If you’re—”
“I’m not sick. I feel fine.”
“Tim.”
“It’s just the air.” He shrugged. “Cigarette smoke.”
“If you’re sure…”
“I am. Look, we need to focus.”
“Right.” Dick breathed out. The stakes were too high for them to lose.