Robin liked when his father had Justice League business to attend to more then he would like to admit. He relished in the silence, just him alone. But what truly made the nights best were the visits Ace often gave him. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was fond of that damned dog.

What.

On the phone? Lying now? A dead man like you has no friends.

Not liking friends isn’t an excuse to not have any. Even I have companions. The power of anime? Seek God, I think that crowbar made you go insane again.

What the hell is a Goku? I spend my time valuably training for world-ending threats. You spend yours watching Japanese Cartoons at fourty years old and constantly dying.

Yeah, and then also at 14 you were already dead for a multitude of years. Checkmate, Todd. These silly games don’t work on me.

That’s even worse. Barely made a year in the big leagues. Now you’re a sidekick to who..? That roy harper boy? Or is it starfire this time?

Not a fan of heroic types is ironic. I’d say if you weren’t so worried about everything we’d of cleaned Gotham easily. You may murder, but you clean the streets do you not? I see a younger me in you.

I had that naive way of thinking before my partnership with Grayson. I’m no longer retribution. I’m Robin. You would understand too had you a partnership like mine. Perhaps stop stealing tires.