Trapped. And she hated it. She hated her name, she hated how she looked, she hated who she was. Really the only thing she didn't hate about her life was Beast Boy – but he was rarely there. Only to drop off flowers and tell her of the troubles the Titans were having, and of course the occasional funny story of the classic Robin – Cyborg rivalry. She wished he would find a way – she needed him to find a way to save her. And she knew how.
Alone. And he hated it. He hated not hearing her name, he hated not being able to see her perfect skin, perfect hair, he hated not being with her personality. The only thing worthwhile now in his life was going to see her. To drop off flowers and tell her of the troubles the Titans were having, and of course the occasional Robin – Cyborg rivalry story. He wished he would find a way – he needed to find a way to save her. And he didn't know how.
