[She thinks she's what's upsetting him. Shoot. He had gotten too caught up in his thoughts, only paying enough attention to keep from completely losing the conversation.
He packs up the thoughts about himself, picturing it like he's duct taping them into a shoebox and locking them away in the cellar of his mind. Walled up like Fortunato. Like Montresor, Bart is getting off scott free. Hayley never saw the worst of him. That was good. The way she looked at him - like he was something - he didn't want to lose that.]
I'm not anymore. Jealous I mean. I was, and then I found out who it was. I got over it.
[He manages a decent smile and relaxes somewhat. Pride is a great salve. He knows he's a better person than Jason, no matter how dark his thoughts run. Besides, if his poor sense of Robin age math is right - given how old Tim and Dick are, Jason's way too old for her.]
I don't care if you have friends. Any sex. There are species with more than two. But you… I kinda wish I was the one who helped you feel better. That's why. Sometimes it's hard to not tiptoe. It cut too close to things that've happened before.
[Donna Troy. Kon. Hims- No, not thinking about that. Any of it.] And I'd want to shield you anyway. Doesn't have anything to do with you, but that does make it worse. I want to shield everybody. [There is a terrible sort of earnestness to this statement, which sounds light enough until the sincerity thickens his voice at the end, and it hangs in the air like a pledge.]
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He packs up the thoughts about himself, picturing it like he's duct taping them into a shoebox and locking them away in the cellar of his mind. Walled up like Fortunato. Like Montresor, Bart is getting off scott free. Hayley never saw the worst of him. That was good. The way she looked at him - like he was something - he didn't want to lose that.]
I'm not anymore. Jealous I mean. I was, and then I found out who it was. I got over it.
[He manages a decent smile and relaxes somewhat. Pride is a great salve. He knows he's a better person than Jason, no matter how dark his thoughts run. Besides, if his poor sense of Robin age math is right - given how old Tim and Dick are, Jason's way too old for her.]
I don't care if you have friends. Any sex. There are species with more than two. But you… I kinda wish I was the one who helped you feel better. That's why. Sometimes it's hard to not tiptoe. It cut too close to things that've happened before.
[Donna Troy. Kon. Hims- No, not thinking about that. Any of it.] And I'd want to shield you anyway. Doesn't have anything to do with you, but that does make it worse. I want to shield everybody. [There is a terrible sort of earnestness to this statement, which sounds light enough until the sincerity thickens his voice at the end, and it hangs in the air like a pledge.]