There was obviously something going on with Abigail Dent. She gave smiles and nods whenever they looked at eachother, but whenever she glanced around the room, there was a split second of sadness and dread. As if she was taking it all in for the last time... He couldn't help but analyze everything, but not everything he noticed were depressing. He noticed that whenever Abby was complimented she scrunched her nose up a little bit when smiling thank you. Every once in a while when she seemed uncertain or nervous, her fingers would mess around with her earlobe... She has small little dimples whenever she smiles... and her eyes light up whenever she laughs... But, these were small, unimportant things he's just happened to notice.

His suspicions grew when her response to his question started to be very vague, but his mind stopped when her hand went over his. His main reaction was to yank his hand back, but fortunately he played it cool and his hand flinched very very subtly. His intense blue eyes locked into Abby's warm brown ones, giving a small shrug and smile. "I've been moving too fast recently to stop and enjoy where I am now..." Dick started, his hand turning underneath Abby's so that he could gently grab it, running his thumb gently across her fingers. "But the present is treating me good so far..." He didn't really know what he was doing. He knew full well who she was, but he was willing to take a risk. She looked beautiful, and although she had an off vibe to her, it wasn't anything threatening or evil... And this was harmless right now.