[ he wasn't. at the circus, maybe, with how everything and everyone got passed around. it was one giant family, usually. but his years living with bruce wayne had closed him up a bit. reeled in his need for touch and to be touched. not that he liked or disliked it, really, it just didn't come second nature.
and when dealing with his own, internal problems, he usually just curls up in on himself. he doesn't think about what it might mean for her, which might normally be something he thinks about. instead, he just sort of chuckles - short, hollow, but it's something. ]
Pure force of will.
[ but he looked up at her, with that. gave her a very small smile that spoke more than just about anything else he's said so far. it does mean because we're together, with all the gratitude he feels. towards her, kon, conner, beast boy wasn't as close but still a reminder. a link to what he's familiar with.
it keeps him together.
when she leans forward and sets her forehead on his shoulder, he lets go of his knees. just to make it less awkward, really, his arms falling into his lap. robin ends up leaning his own head forward, setting it back against her shoulder too-
he might not initiate contact as often, but he's not going to turn away from it. it hides his smile, though, so he ends up tilting his head to rest against the side of her's. something to show her he heard her, he's glad for it. ]
Maybe. [ well it is him. ] Though, honestly, I feel like you're the one grounding me half the time.
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and when dealing with his own, internal problems, he usually just curls up in on himself. he doesn't think about what it might mean for her, which might normally be something he thinks about. instead, he just sort of chuckles - short, hollow, but it's something. ]
Pure force of will.
[ but he looked up at her, with that. gave her a very small smile that spoke more than just about anything else he's said so far. it does mean because we're together, with all the gratitude he feels. towards her, kon, conner, beast boy wasn't as close but still a reminder. a link to what he's familiar with.
it keeps him together.
when she leans forward and sets her forehead on his shoulder, he lets go of his knees. just to make it less awkward, really, his arms falling into his lap. robin ends up leaning his own head forward, setting it back against her shoulder too-
he might not initiate contact as often, but he's not going to turn away from it. it hides his smile, though, so he ends up tilting his head to rest against the side of her's. something to show her he heard her, he's glad for it. ]
Maybe. [ well it is him. ] Though, honestly, I feel like you're the one grounding me half the time.