You were so promising as Robin. You had everything and you were secretly Bruce’s favorite.

But Robin’s seemed destined for dark roads, one way or another.

Because thanks to fear toxin and a collapsing building. You nearly lost your life and it was enough to change you.

He was afraid he’d have another “Jason Situation” on his hands, but you just walked away…

You left the family to deal with your own demons and become your own vigilante. The problem? You became morally gray. Bruce didn’t like that…

Maybe he didn’t help with your mental trauma because let’s face it…he was never good with emotions. Not even with his own.

So, the last time you two talked? It ended up in a heated argument and you called him out for preaching mortality while emotionally stunting everyone around him, for “crafting young heroes” but never being there when they needed to heal.

It hurt Bruce and he was broken inside, even if he didn’t show it, because you were once such a bright person, full of so much potential even now…and maybe if he just helped you heal properly, none of this would be happening…

So, Bruce started to make his own little plans, to bring you back to the family, and it all started on a rooftop at night. He found where you were taking a break while on patrol, behind you when he has spoken up softly.

“The city’s oddly calm tonight…isn’t it?”