I know a few now. [ And he's marking it down as one more thing to question her about some other time. But right now there's new sticks. He swishes them again, grinning while he twirls them in both hands.
Weapons are for the cave. That's always been the rule. But the threats are so different in Haven, so much more daunting when he's so used to fighting with assets, fighting with the car a block away, with a strong, dark shadow to stand in. He's needed these for months now, even if he hadn't been able to say it to anyone in words. ]
So this means you're gonna teach me, right? [ He's only alright on escrimas. ]
[ Blink and you miss it: an unguarded smile, inexplicably fond, as she watches him. The man this kid grows up to be - yeah, she sees it all, splayed out as clear as a blood trail on a carpet. ]
I'll think about it.
[ Playfully, as she steps across from him and parries the blows as he uses his new sticks, so he can test out how they feel against an opponent. Grayson, you idiot, she's supposed to be an aloof elitist about who she teaches, but she can't resist showing off. ]
[ He returns the parry with a few gleeful strikes; he may be rusty on the sticks themselves but he can catch the rhythm of a spar and follow it like a pro. ]
Guess I’ll just have to convince you. [ Somehow without beating her in a fair fight. He’s not optimistic enough to be delusional.
And a new thought occurs to him suddenly; his brow furrows mid-overhead slash. ]
Wait- what about the other Robin? [ Already he feels a pang of guilt at the thought of coming home with a prize like this without something for Damian. ]
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Hey, it's no problem. You might not know your future team, but this is what Titans do for each other, okay?
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Weapons are for the cave. That's always been the rule. But the threats are so different in Haven, so much more daunting when he's so used to fighting with assets, fighting with the car a block away, with a strong, dark shadow to stand in. He's needed these for months now, even if he hadn't been able to say it to anyone in words. ]
So this means you're gonna teach me, right? [ He's only alright on escrimas. ]
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I'll think about it.
[ Playfully, as she steps across from him and parries the blows as he uses his new sticks, so he can test out how they feel against an opponent. Grayson, you idiot, she's supposed to be an aloof elitist about who she teaches, but she can't resist showing off. ]
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Guess I’ll just have to convince you. [ Somehow without beating her in a fair fight. He’s not optimistic enough to be delusional.
And a new thought occurs to him suddenly; his brow furrows mid-overhead slash. ]
Wait- what about the other Robin? [ Already he feels a pang of guilt at the thought of coming home with a prize like this without something for Damian. ]
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[ She has a soft spot for him and Damian, which, she realises as she blocks, is a dangerous weakness. ]
Well - he can get his when he beats me in a race.
[ Damian gets weapons from her on a regular basis, but if she says that... it's obvious favouritism. It's not healthy for a child. ]
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Just don't tell him there's a prize at the end.
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[ She makes a zipping motion across her mouth, and then focuses fully on sparring with him. ]