[ He knows he absolutely shouldn't feel this way just yet, but it feels like a weight has lifted off his shoulders, with being able to talk about it, to explain it to her. He hated having to lie to her.

He knows this is still really fucked up, and if Bruce finds out that she knows, it'll be the end of Robin, but right now, in this moment, arms curled around Roxy, he can find some relief. ]

You were upset and confused because you said you hated that you felt good that they got hurt.

[ He remembers that part, and wondering why that wasn't okay. Why should they feel bad for the scum of the earth getting the living shit kicked out of them. ]

But that's how I feel too. And every night when I go out and kick more of their asses as Robin, I feel better and better about everything. I just didn't want you to hate me for it.

[ he lifts his head, wiping at his eyes. ]

You're okay with me being Robin?