[ Robin mumbles another sheepish apology to Artemis before glaring up at Wally, squirming uncomfortably — doubly so because he's still hyper-aware of their conversation earlier. He'd be out of his arms already if not for the fact that the entryway is small, and he's trying not to knock anything else over while maneuvering the crutches. ]
Would you put me down? I broke a bone, I'm not dying.
no subject
Would you put me down? I broke a bone, I'm not dying.