[ Professionalism. He shouldn't have doubted Wally, he thinks, even as he tries not to read too much into the look the two of them share. Yeah, Wally can be loud and brash and stubborn and hotheaded, but he cares about his job. And he's better now than he was even five months ago.
Robin feels like a colossal jerk now. Maybe Wally was right to ditch him.
Passing him off as a civilian will mean unmasking in front of Artemis. And— and he wants to, someday, and maybe someday soon, but— not like this. Not now. She deserves better than that. But he shifts, and his leg aches, and he knows Wally's right. A run would hurt. (Not that he has anyone but himself to blame for that.) ]
If I'm going, I'm going as Robin.
[ His voice shakes a little with the effort of not sounding pained, and he looks between the two of them. ]
... And I want backup. [ After everything they've been through here, surely they'll both understand why. ]
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Robin feels like a colossal jerk now. Maybe Wally was right to ditch him.
Passing him off as a civilian will mean unmasking in front of Artemis. And— and he wants to, someday, and maybe someday soon, but— not like this. Not now. She deserves better than that. But he shifts, and his leg aches, and he knows Wally's right. A run would hurt. (Not that he has anyone but himself to blame for that.) ]
If I'm going, I'm going as Robin.
[ His voice shakes a little with the effort of not sounding pained, and he looks between the two of them. ]
... And I want backup. [ After everything they've been through here, surely they'll both understand why. ]