[ But Tim asked for it. However he wanted to frame it to convince Bruce, Tim wanted the role. He didn't need a home - not when this all started. He'd had a family. It gave him something that was his, and he hadn't minded trying to live up to Jason and Dick. They had set the bars, and Tim liked the showy, loudness of being Robin. Liked the challenge of proving himself.
But then he wasn't 15 anymore, and it felt like he was never closer to meet expectations. ]
How can you tell? His face when he cares deeply is this.
[ Tim gets to his feet and looks down at Jason with a jutted jaw and flat mouth. ]
And when he'd rather you go live a normal life being a social worker in a West Coast city so he never has to deal with you again...
[ It's the same face.
After a second, Rook offers Kestrel a hand up. He wants to slide the conversation into safer ground and ignore the growing anxiety about what Jay will do with this knowledge. He'd like to feel relieved at the honesty, but he's already second-guessing himself. ]
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But then he wasn't 15 anymore, and it felt like he was never closer to meet expectations. ]
How can you tell? His face when he cares deeply is this.
[ Tim gets to his feet and looks down at Jason with a jutted jaw and flat mouth. ]
And when he'd rather you go live a normal life being a social worker in a West Coast city so he never has to deal with you again...
[ It's the same face.
After a second, Rook offers Kestrel a hand up. He wants to slide the conversation into safer ground and ignore the growing anxiety about what Jay will do with this knowledge. He'd like to feel relieved at the honesty, but he's already second-guessing himself. ]