Robin pounded on Ruby's door. "Come on! Ruby, please. Let me in."
"Go away," came the muffled reply.
"No," Robin told her. "Now let us in."
The door slid open and they were greeted by her tear stained face. "What do you want?" she sniffled.
Batman ushered Robin into Ruby's room and shut the door behind them before sitting her down on her bed.
"Talk to us. Tell us what you saw."
The whole story came tumbling out in between broken sobs, and as she spoke Batman's scowl got deeper, and darker, and scarier. But he kept himself calm for the sake of the crying teen.
When she finished he said, "Why don't you spend the weekend with Robin and my other son Jason at my home? I need to talk to Canary."
She nodded, feeling just a little better for having told someone what she saw. He stood and left the room. Robin stayed behind and let Ruby cry on his shoulder. When she dried her eyes and looked up he had his mask off.
She smiled a little through her tears. "You have very pretty eyes."
He laughed softly. "I get that a lot. So, are you coming over tomorrow?"
She wiped an arm across her eyes. "Uhuh. I'd love to. Could you hand me a tissue? They're on my nightstand."
He leaned over and got one for her as she fought back a fresh wave of tears. Without thinking he slid an arm around her waist and hugged her tighter. She relaxed just a little.
"Thanks for this. Most people would have fled the scene a long time ago."
He just smiled at her. "Now why would I do something like that?"
"You wouldn't." She returned his smile. "Because you're the best."