Five years? Now the confusion is Tim’s, but he keeps it off his face. The timeline’s impossible - at five years returned, Jason should be passed where Tim is. Five Robins shouldn’t be a shock; it should be a fact.
He shoves the analysis down to be dealt with later. The salient point is: this is not a similar universe. Tim can’t try to arrange a working agreement alone. Which world zigged, and which zagged. What if something worse happened to the second Robin?
Do they split up, or does that leave them both vulnerable? Do they stick together, fraught as that will be, or is that leaving himself at even greater risk? Is it better to leave Jason in the dark, or explain how different their worlds are?
“How do you want to play this?” Different or not, he’s still Red Hood. Getting his opinion won’t hurt. It will let Tim calibrate. “I’m voting for whatever gets us both safely out of the rabid potato farm.”
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He shoves the analysis down to be dealt with later. The salient point is: this is not a similar universe. Tim can’t try to arrange a working agreement alone. Which world zigged, and which zagged. What if something worse happened to the second Robin?
Do they split up, or does that leave them both vulnerable? Do they stick together, fraught as that will be, or is that leaving himself at even greater risk? Is it better to leave Jason in the dark, or explain how different their worlds are?
“How do you want to play this?” Different or not, he’s still Red Hood. Getting his opinion won’t hurt. It will let Tim calibrate. “I’m voting for whatever gets us both safely out of the rabid potato farm.”