Meaning: fidelity
"You're leaving."
Of all the people to find him he absolutely didn't want her to be the one. "It's only for a while, Tanna."
She stepped out of the shadows of the Watchtower's hanger. She had traded her magician outfit for a casual red turtleneck sweater, a pair of black leggings, and black flats.
"Where are you going to go?" She was standing beside him now. Her hands were folded under her chest. He could feel her eyes burning a hole into the side of his head.
"I don't know." He brushed past her, but she didn't let him get far.
"This isn't healthy, Dick."
He sighed, "Zee…"
"They'll wait for you. These kids look up to you. Run away if you want, but know what your leaving behind."
"I need to do this. Wally's death is… I need a break, Zee. Away from the life."
"I'm not saying that you can't take a break from the life. I'm saying that you still have friends and family here who can and wants to help you. You don't have to be alone in this, Dick."
"I know." He looked back at her over his shoulder and attempted a small smile. "I promise to keep in contact."
She frowned. "I've known you for seven years, and in those years I've learned that they don't hold much truth."
He flinched, "I'm sorry. I'll try to stay in contact."
A tug to his arm and he was wrapped in her arms, her head resting on his shoulder. "You will, every month. Or else I'm coming after you."
"Yes ma'am."