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The four were in the living room, Artemis sat back leaning onto Wally, Wally was laying against the couch with an unreadable expression, Conner was standing, itching for something to do, and Dick stood next to him with a frown that settled on his face and M'gann looked oddly concerned. In an uncomfortable silence. The only thing heard in the background idly was Tim beating the living shit out of a punching bag while also working on uneven bars that only Dick used.
"I'm concerned for Tim, Dick," M'gann said telepathically as she connected everyone to the mind link so Tim wouldn't eavesdrop if he ever decided to stop working in the gym.
"I know, I don't know how to approach him and tell him I'm worried," Dick said.
"He's been training for hours and his hands look pretty banged up last I checked," Artemis says, Conner knits his brows and crosses his arms.
"He's been awake for a good thirty-two hours under my watch, give or take," Wally supplies, Dick sighed.
"The fact is that Tim said it's nothing when I asked him about it! He said that Batman basically ingrained it into Tim," Dick said, clenching his fists in frustration.
"Okay off the topic of the big B, I think we should just confront the kid when he next goes to get coffee," Wally suggested, Dick nodded.
"Would work- Wait I hear him now!" Conner said and the four practically sprinted to the kitchen.
Tim was trying to get a nice fresh cold energy drink out of the fridge until something or someone sped past him and grabbed the drink out of his hand, Superboy followed after, Artemis and Dick trailing behind sharply.
"What?" Tim questioned, he closed the fridge and he squinted his eyes, at what his domino displayed.
"Tim-"
"No names in costume," Tim said almost automatically, Dick nearly flinched at the immediate response.
"Tim, it's okay it's just us four that know and we need to talk about your... habits," Dick said, his voice came out unsure and Tim's face relaxed into a frown.
"I'm fine, I just really need to go work on this case," Tim said dismissively, as he went to walk away, Wally grabbed him and held him bridal style.
"Nuh uh birdie, you're staying with us," Wally said with a shit-eating grin, but his eyes flashed with worry. Wally slipped off Tim's domino mask, the ravenette still shocked. Wally dropped the domino mask as he saw the giant black circles that lined Tim's eyes. Wally looked away and to the group with concern. After that short moment, Wally went back to staring into Tim's face, the pale boy with littered scars from his training with Lady Shiva of all people and some guy in Paris as well as the freckles that dusted Tim's face.
"Okay, so what? Like I said I'm busy," Tim said, Artemis and M'gann were having a whole conversation with their eyes, telepathic conversation his mind clicked and supplied monotonously.
"We're worried kid, all of us," Conner said, with a surprisingly softish voice, his eyebrows were knitted.
"That's.. Okay, what about?" Tim inquired.
"When did you last eat, Tim?" M'gann questioned with no hesitation in her tone.
"Uh, I dunno, to be honest. Maybe yesterday?" Tim said he was basically questioning himself. Before anything else, M'gann's eyes glowed green.
"He last ate yesterday morning," M'gann said.
"....So?"
"Tim! That's not healthy!" Dick said, already getting ready to start the lecture.
"A lecture isn't going to do anything, wait mind link so I can explain my idea!" Wally said, M'gann nodded.
A few minutes later. . .
"I'm still here," Tim said annoyed.
The whole room stopped for a second, the exaggerated expressions and hand gestures were annoying Tim because they were all pointed to him and about him.
"Sorry. So we've decided that you're staying here, at Mount Justice after your patrols so we can monitor your.. habits," Dick explained.
"I'm still confused because I have a Manor I could go home to, but yup," Tim said.
"Now put me down, I need to shower," Tim added and Wally complied.
Tim went off to the direction of the showers, the group exchanged looks of concern as the slim and short boy went off.
Later. . . sometime. . .
Tim went back to the kitchen with his laptop in hand, his hair was damp and rested like Jason's hair did. He was wearing a baggy red and black super shirt with baggy sleepwear pants.
He was typing with a neutral expression rested on his face, until M'gann, Artemis and Conner entered the kitchen to start dinner. He sat at the island bench, a cup of water rested on a coaster next to his laptop as he reviewed a book that sat open.
"What're you doing?" Artemis asked.
"School work while working on a case," he said as he continued to type.
"What's the work about? I could probably help," Artemis said.
"It's about a detailed explanation of a historical figure and I have chosen Kate Sheppard from New Zealand," Tim explained simply as he continued to type.
"Oh wasn't that the girl who gave women rights to vote in New Zealand?" Artemis questioned as she grabbed a pan, Conner and M'gann were collecting things from the fridge.
"Yup, she's on their ten dollar notes, it's amazing how she managed to achieve it," Tim said.
"That sounds great! And about the case, what's it about?" M'gann asked.
"Some murderer from like last year strikes again, I'm pretty close to closing the case," Tim said.
"That's good," M'gann said enthusiastically with an encouraging smile.
After that, the kitchen got filled with a comfortable silence, only with Tim's typing, Artemis's and M'gann's instructions for Conner while they made stir fry.