There’d been another villain. Another fight. A long one at that.

Exhausted, you just passed out on the couch of Titans tower once you had returned. And it would so seem Robin had a similar idea.

“You talk in your sleep, Y’know?” He muttered the next morning, pouring himself a glass of orange juice. “You kept saying ‘dad’ over and over again. Why not visit him? Invite him over if you miss him so much?” He innocently asked with a small smile.

He didn’t know…