"Yea," Dick nodded, encouraging, hoping that whatever had been done to Steve had been done poorly enough that he could get through it somehow. There had to be an answer to this, but he wasn't sure he wanted to hack into the computer systems with Steve standing right there, there were clues to be found but he couldn't go looking for them until he'd convinced Steve that he was who he said he was.

"I think something like that's happened again," was what he did say "Something that's taken away your memories of me maybe... it wouldn't be the weirdest thing that's happened since we got here, I mean, that memory I got of you in the plane was so vivid... and you... you remembered my days at the circus, right? And me with my dad I think?" he was pretty sure that was roughly what Steve had told him he'd remembered from Dick's past, he hoped the details were still similar enough that it would add weight to his argument, if he was describing things that Steve did remember, maybe it would help convince him.

"Do you remember the party? My birthday? Lydia threw a party...?"