Bart gives the mutt a friendly ear-ruffle as well, before considering how to answer. "There wasn't another speedster around to teach me, so it was supposed to be a way to buy time and let me have a more normal experience while people worked on a solution. I mostly try not to think about the betting pool about how close I'd make it to my third birthday before dying of extreme old age."

But he doesn't worry about it because that's long past. "Well, technically, there are two different Dick Graysons in town. Neither of which are from my world. Two Jason Todds, too, but only one Tim Drake. And no Bruce, thank the gods."