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For a long moment, Alfred is silent, and Dick chews on his lip, trying to fight back the tears he can feel rising. “Do you know I have quite forgotten how Mr. Wayne took his eggs?” he says abruptly. Dick looks up in surprise, frowning, and Alfred nods before continuing. “He could be quite particular about them, I recall that much. I remember he didn’t like pepper in them, because Mrs. Wayne used to tease him about his… reluctance to enjoy spices. But I cannot for the life of me seem to recall whether he preferred them poached, or in the form of an omelette.” “That’s not a big deal,” Dick offers uncertainly. “I mean, I bet you remember lots of more important stuff,” he adds hastily, trying not to sound dismissive. Thankfully, Alfred tips his head in acknowledgement. “I do,” he agrees. “I remember a great many things. But I have forgotten things too, and I expect as time goes on, more of them will slip away from me, and it’s entirely possible that I won’t even notice they’re gone. My memories of them will simply be… less.” Dick looks at him, studying the lines of his weathered face. “Does that ever make you feel like... like if you loved them more, you’d remember them?”

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