Wally hates how on edge he is as he waits for a response, and for a second he's almost sure that Robin isn't going to answer him. How awful would that be, if he still decides to keep that secret when a bunch of strangers know who Rob really is? Wally isn't sure if he would be able to actually handle that.
He says the name and the older boy can't help his first reaction, a snorted laugh that's paired with his shoulders hunching as he leans forward in amusement. "Yeah, alright, you're Dick Grayson," he scoffs with a roll of his eyes, but when Robin doesn't laugh Wally's grin fades into something more stunned. Soon he looks as if he's been slapped, and his mouth flops open and shut almost comically with rapid blinks. "...Wait," he begins slowly, his hand moving to point directly at Robin. "You're Dick Grayson. ...You're Dick Grayson?? Hold on, but that means- HOLY CRAP!" His hands shoot up to grab his own hair, eyes wide in awe. "That means that BRUCE WAYNE IS BATM- shh!" he hushes Robin as if he was he one about to scream a secret that meant nothing in this world, and he continues in a frantic whisper, leaning in a little to close the space between them. "That means that Bruce Wayne is Batman- oh man, oh man, oh man that is - this is so sweet!" Wally is yelling again by the end of his sentence.
"So wait, you're - he's- you're- so you've been- and he's been-" he stops himself abruptly time and time again, answering the questions in his own head, and by the end of it Wally is laughing in amazement before he reaches in to hit Robin on the arm. "Dude! Dude! Oh man, you probably have the best video game set up back home and you've been totally holding out on me, seriously? Seriously. Seriously?" Wally shakes his head, finally letting his excitement fade a little for the sake of his health; he's feeling light headed as it is. His arms cross in front of his chest as he shakes his head, staring at Robin in disbelief.
"...I totally called it." He comments with a one shouldered shrug. "I totally knew, I mean, he had to have a lot of dough to be driving around cars like that, and that sort of gear isn't cheap, right? I totally called it." He frowns, suddenly looking a little put out. "...I don't have to call you Dick now, right? And I thought my name was bad."
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He says the name and the older boy can't help his first reaction, a snorted laugh that's paired with his shoulders hunching as he leans forward in amusement. "Yeah, alright, you're Dick Grayson," he scoffs with a roll of his eyes, but when Robin doesn't laugh Wally's grin fades into something more stunned. Soon he looks as if he's been slapped, and his mouth flops open and shut almost comically with rapid blinks. "...Wait," he begins slowly, his hand moving to point directly at Robin. "You're Dick Grayson. ...You're Dick Grayson?? Hold on, but that means- HOLY CRAP!" His hands shoot up to grab his own hair, eyes wide in awe. "That means that BRUCE WAYNE IS BATM- shh!" he hushes Robin as if he was he one about to scream a secret that meant nothing in this world, and he continues in a frantic whisper, leaning in a little to close the space between them. "That means that Bruce Wayne is Batman- oh man, oh man, oh man that is - this is so sweet!" Wally is yelling again by the end of his sentence.
"So wait, you're - he's- you're- so you've been- and he's been-" he stops himself abruptly time and time again, answering the questions in his own head, and by the end of it Wally is laughing in amazement before he reaches in to hit Robin on the arm. "Dude! Dude! Oh man, you probably have the best video game set up back home and you've been totally holding out on me, seriously? Seriously. Seriously?" Wally shakes his head, finally letting his excitement fade a little for the sake of his health; he's feeling light headed as it is. His arms cross in front of his chest as he shakes his head, staring at Robin in disbelief.
"...I totally called it." He comments with a one shouldered shrug. "I totally knew, I mean, he had to have a lot of dough to be driving around cars like that, and that sort of gear isn't cheap, right? I totally called it." He frowns, suddenly looking a little put out. "...I don't have to call you Dick now, right? And I thought my name was bad."