[ Dick doesn't follow him this time, just scowls at the back of his head and hopes he feels it in the heat of his stare.
No reason. How does Bruce still think - more than a dozen years removed - that he gets to treat him like a lapdog and not a friend? Not a partner, not Robin? He scuffs the dirt with his ruined sneaker and finally stomps off in the opposite direction with a huff that's wasted on the rocks. ]
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No reason. How does Bruce still think - more than a dozen years removed - that he gets to treat him like a lapdog and not a friend? Not a partner, not Robin? He scuffs the dirt with his ruined sneaker and finally stomps off in the opposite direction with a huff that's wasted on the rocks. ]