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"Okay, lemme get this straight. So you don't remember Cinderblock smashing you in the head?"

Beastboy was gawking in shock, and he looked at the others as if he was expecting a very late 'April fools!' They could see that Robin -or Nightwing, as he insisted them to call him now- felt insulted, and the way his face showed emotions reminded them of when he was just Robin.

"Calm down. Nothing serious happened. You got a blow in the head, but you seemed perfectly fine. I mean, you walked 'n talked 'n all. We checked you up, got you fixed and patched up. You should've been fine after a night's sleep."

Cyborg was checking him up (yet again) to see if he had any brain damages. The fight was intense, and they had to admit, Jump City's villains were getting more brutal over these years. Cinderblock managed to crack Nightwing's head open, but even after that, he acted as if nothing happened. He even exchanged a few jokes with Beastboy on their way home, and the injury was immediately treated. But the young Nightwing didn't wake up for 2 days. Starfire almost got sick worrying, checking in on him every hour even though Cyborg told her that he'll be perfectly fine. Even Raven wasn't able to stay calm as the Tower shook weakly once a while.

"It says you're perfectly in health.. Yo, Rae. Can you do that soul thing and check if he's okay?"

Raven took a step forward. She was standing in the corner of the room silently with her hood up until now. Robin wasn't sure why, but something about her presence made him feel nervous.

She put both her hands on his, and still they couldn't cover all his hands. It felt so strange. He was very sure the last time they were facing each other, he was looking at her on the same eye level.

Raven's soul entered his body, and the bond was -for the lack of better words to describe this- opened. It was like a heavily shut door finally opening. Or like a very heavy weight finally getting lifted. Having his body sink into a warm bath. There she was, her soul, gently cooing and embracing him. Something about it was so loving, caring and even sexual - He yanked his hands away in surprise. Raven's magic broke away. She opened her eyes slowly, looking more than concerned at his rejection.

She looked slightly hurt.

"Rae? Is he okay?"

"Friend Robin!"

That's when the door opened (rather violently) and Starfire rushed in. She grabbed his face and took a good look at him. Seeing a grown Starfire, Robin tried to turn his face away even though he knew she wouldn't notice him blush. He always had a silent unnoticed crush on her. She was even more radiant now, almost shining like the sun.

"Oh how worried I was! What a glorious sight to see you up again!"

She bombarded him with dozens of questions, mainly summed up into 'Is everything okay?' She was now looking at Cyborg's chart and records, demanding an explanation. Robin held back a smile. He was sure that she wouldn't be able to understand what Cyborg has to say on his condition, but she was so determined to hear that he was okay. He looked up and met eyes immediately with Raven. She must've been watching him. She looked odd.

Everything that was there was gone, her empty eyes looking like a pair of violet quartzes. Without her emotions flowing, she looked almost exactly like the young Raven he remembered. Indifferent, distant, cautious on the outside. So was the bond. Closed, shut away and faint.

Even when something came back to 'normal' - just the way he used to know - Robin couldn't help feeling unreasonably guilty.

She walked out the door. He hesitated, but Cyborg insisted to check him up just one more time. So he stayed behind.