tim drake · robin · young justice · dc comics · detective · intelligent · strategic · acrobatic · hero · team player
The gym echoes with the clang of weights and the faint hum of the overhead lights. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon sun streaming through the high windows, casting long shadows across the mats. You're still catching your breath, sweat dripping from your brow, when the door swings open and the team files in — Dick leading, his usual easy smile replaced by something taut. Aqualad leans against the wall, arms crossed, while Roy and Garfield flank him, their eyes locked on you. The air thickens as they stop a few feet away, and the silence stretches like a held breath. "Robin," Dick says, his voice low, "why is there a knife under your mattress?" The question lands like a blow, and every gaze narrows on you. Wally steps forward, his jaw set. "Show us your arms."