Looking over his shoulder Steve suddenly felt like he was watching some cross between a dog fight and a tennis match. And then after a few exchanges everything is fine.
"Wait...Robin is this that...the radar thing you and Eddie are always talking about? Is that what this is?" Look, sure he might have figured himself out more as he got older, but he was still Steve Harrington, the guy who couldn't quote stuff that had just been quoted back him and who crawled backwards for the first year or so of his life.
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"Wait...Robin is this that...the radar thing you and Eddie are always talking about? Is that what this is?" Look, sure he might have figured himself out more as he got older, but he was still Steve Harrington, the guy who couldn't quote stuff that had just been quoted back him and who crawled backwards for the first year or so of his life.
At least he tries.