Dick's looking at him, but not looking at him. Gar turns to follow his gaze over his right shoulder, and then looks back at him, confused.
"Uh, no," he says, eyebrows lifting right up. "You don't think I've been experimented on enough? I threw them away."
He wasn't going to risk what they might do to him. The money hadn't mattered; Gar never wants to be out of control of his own mind ever again. Now he moves closer to Dick, expression uncertain.
"Are you okay? You look..."
He waves his hand in front of Dick's eyes. Why won't he look at him?
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"Uh, no," he says, eyebrows lifting right up. "You don't think I've been experimented on enough? I threw them away."
He wasn't going to risk what they might do to him. The money hadn't mattered; Gar never wants to be out of control of his own mind ever again. Now he moves closer to Dick, expression uncertain.
"Are you okay? You look..."
He waves his hand in front of Dick's eyes. Why won't he look at him?