[Wally looks at Robin; he makes a pretty sad sight, still kind of waterlogged with his mask off, cape hanging limply from a nearby IV stand and leg casted and propped up in a chair while it sets.]

She'll be okay.

[It's too close to what he said in the alley, even if his tone's completely different. He hurries to amend it.]

She knows it's not personal. You just- [It's not about you, Wally.

And now he gets it. Finally, he gets it.] -uh, just talk to her, I mean. She'll be okay with it. She's...good at forgiving people.