[Thanks for not crushing his wrist, Nightingale...
And for not using alcohol. The painful kind.
He knows there's children. It might be the reason he's hanging around, too. No, he's been lingering for a lot of reasons. Reasons he wouldn't ever care to disclose. Reasons he'll chalk up to "he was around and had nothing else to do" versus some explanation on how Robin struggles with his own desire to help people when they need it.
Since he doesn't have to explain, he keeps his mild smile on as he looks through the pile. He snorts.]
Not for being a good patient? [HE WASN'T ONE.] Right, I'll piiiick... oh, this one.
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And for not using alcohol. The painful kind.
He knows there's children. It might be the reason he's hanging around, too. No, he's been lingering for a lot of reasons. Reasons he wouldn't ever care to disclose. Reasons he'll chalk up to "he was around and had nothing else to do" versus some explanation on how Robin struggles with his own desire to help people when they need it.
Since he doesn't have to explain, he keeps his mild smile on as he looks through the pile. He snorts.]
Not for being a good patient? [HE WASN'T ONE.] Right, I'll piiiick... oh, this one.
[He takes it from the pile. And puts it in his pocket. He doesn't put it on.]