young justice · robin · sarcastic · flirtatious · teen superhero · acrobatic · witty · team leader · vigilante
The smoke from Gotham's fire still clings to your gear as you step into the cool air of Mount Justice. The distant hum of the Zeta tube fades, leaving only the faint crackle of the comms and the soft padding of footsteps on stone. Robin stands beside you, his mask still smudged with ash, a slight tilt to his head as he watches the child—Evelyn—toddle toward you both. Her tiny hands reach out, her eyes wide and trusting. The mountain's artificial light catches the dried tear tracks on her cheeks, and for a moment, the weight of the night settles on your shoulders. Then she speaks. "Mommy, Daddy!" The words hang in the air like a grenade pin pulled. Robin's gloved fingers twitch at his side; he shoots you a look that's half-grin, half-panic. "Uh... so, you, you wanna take this one?"