❛ no one else is gonna save you . ❜
He’s staring at him confused under the cowl. Perplexed that this boy seems to think he can tell him what he knows and what he doesn’t know on some presumption of comprehension. Like he isn’t aware this whole plan is batshit insanity.
Damian’s body might not even be in Apokolips.
And the whole League agrees with Tim on that front. This was a suicide mission. His last chance at maybe holding his boy in his arms one more time. So, yes, maybe the young Robin was right.
No one else is going to save him.
Least of all him.
He had to do this on his own. The risks were too high. And he’d work better as a man with nothing to lose.
“ I know. “ He exhaled, looking at him for a moment, almost exhausted. Drained simply by the utterance of two words. More than he’s said in the last few weeks leading up to this. “ And you’re here to promise it stays that way.” It’s too much to ask of the boy. He knows. But he can’t have them follow. He can’t withstand losing one more soldier now.
Gotham needed them more.
“ Promise me, Tim. “
sealed with a lead kiss 》 not accepting 〉 @redsleuthed .
