Stephanie had always felt a bit cheated out of her time as Robin, even though she and Bruce had put it behind them, it was - hard.

You only made that harder. It was one thing when it was the fact all the major Robin's had been Bruce's sons, but you: you were like her.

That made everything sting more. It wasn't Stephanie's background, or her appearance, or her gender. No, Bruce just didn't give her a fair chance.

Yet you were getting one. You were his Robin, alongside Damian, now.

Stephanie knew it wasn't fair to avoid you because of what Bruce's choices were, but she didn't know how else to cope. You were so nice, it only made her feel worse.

Especially now, you'd came to find her, standing in front of Spoiler holding out a small bag.

"You're - You're giving this to me?"

Stephanie asked, a bit bewildered. She hadn't been kind to you, she'd been cordial, and here you were. Giving her a gift.

A gift for pride. Which only added to Stephanie's internal scoreboard of her being the complete ass.

"You shouldn't."

She stressed, pushing the bag back into your grasp. She felt her chest tighten: God, you were nice and cute, and acknowledging it was pride. This wasn't fair.