Alright, where this came from I could not tell you...I have no idea. Again it started with the beginning question and sort of ran from there. Hope you like it :)

"Why a cape?"

"Excuse me?" Robin turned his gaze slowly from the television he had been mindlessly flipping channels through and met a pair of purple eyes that were looking at him in question.

"Why a cape?" She repeated slowly and distinctly, as if he were an idiot for making her repeat it. "I mean if you were going for something original or non-descript, you might want to rethink your color scheme." She waved a lazy hand towards his outfit.

"Its part of my uniform, my identity and it helps protect me when I need it." He protested reaching behind him and grabbing his cape to once again expound on the wonderful components that made it up.

"Or catches in a gear and nearly get you smooshed, taking both myself and Star to tear you out," She paused and arched a brow at him, "Thank fully with all limbs intact."

"Smooshed?" Robin leaned back and smiled lazily, "Is that a literary term I am not aware of?" Now that he knew where this subject had come from and why, he was better able to deal with it.

"Don't change the subject," She replied airily, ignoring his smirk. "You could have been killed because of that stupid green atrocity." She skewered him with a look.

"Atrocity?" He asked, "Isn't that a little harsh."

"Have you looked in a mirror lately?" She arched her brow again, smoothly getting to her feet and turning her back to him.

"Raven, why don't you just say what is really bothering you?" He stood and took her shoulders in his hands, slowly turning her to face him.

"I don't think I should."

"Why not? We're friends; you should be able to tell me anything." He gave her a smile and tilt of his head in encouragement.

"That's why I don't think I should Robin." She didn't flinch from his gaze, but she did wonder why she had even started this conversation in the first place. "I need to go."

He tightened his grip on her shoulders, "You can't run away forever."

"I can try." She muttered quietly, she shook his hands off her shoulders. "Look, this team would be devastated if something happened to you Robin; you need to be more careful."

"Try again," His eyes narrowed, but he didn't reach for her again.

"What do you want from me?" Panic edged her voice.

"The truth Raven, I want to finally hear the truth from you."

"The truth? Or your truth?" She asked looking at him intently.

"Are they really so different?"

"You know this is impossible." She sighed.

"We have a different view on that word Raven, why don't you try me?"

"Fine," She said heatedly, "I…I don't want anything to happen to you, it would damage me in ways you can't even begin to imagine Robin." Her voice was pleading and loud by the end of her declaration.

"You would be surprised what I can imagine." He whispered and drew her into his arms, ignoring the slight resistance she gave. "If anything happened to you I would stop breathing, my heart would stop beating. Is that anything near what you mean?"

"I could kill someone in my grief," She tilted her head up to look in his masked eyes, "And I wouldn't care…so no, what you would feel if I were gone is very different from what I would feel…what I would do."

"You underestimate yourself, you would not hurt anyone."

"Maybe you put too much weight on the human side of my personality Robin."

"A demon can't love; it can't even grasp the emotion Raven. So no I don't put too much emphasis on your human side. You wouldn't be here in my arms if the human side of yourself wasn't stronger. You wouldn't be worried about my possible death if you weren't more human than demon." He kissed her temple and tucked her head back under his chin.

"Who's to say that my humanity wouldn't die with you?" She replied tiredly, he never listened and maybe that was one of the reasons she loved him.

"Then I won't die." He smiled into her hair.

"You can't promise that Robin, I can't listen to that promise, because when you do," She sighed, "And you will die one day, I don't want to hate you for breaking that promise."

"Raven," It was his turn to sigh and he tilted her back in his arms until she was looking into his eyes. "Maybe I can't promise to live forever, but neither can you. We both take the risks that are necessary to our job and they are dangerous risks, but I promise not to take any risk that is unnecessary."

"I don't know if that is good enough," She felt the tears well in her eyes and hated herself for them. "Why are we here?"

He knew she wasn't talking about their place in the tower, but more her place in his arms and he knew he had to tread this road delicately. "Because we belong here; nobody else fits me as well as you do. You are the air I have to breathe, the blood that flows in my veins. You are everything I want, everything I didn't know I needed until I had."

"Maybe," She conceded and he knew the crisis was over for another day.

"Smooshed?" He said referring to her earlier comment, raising an eyebrow.

"It's a technical, not a literary term." She said tartly as he leaned down and feathered her lips with a kiss.