His cautiousness was understood && very much appreciated, in light of recent events. He was her friend & she trusted him enough to know that he wouldn’t push anything on her, especially after all they’d been through together. ‘’Things are… good, Robin. Really good actually. What about you? How have you been lately?’’
That small reassurance was enough for him, no matter how vague; hardly anything Raven did or said was vague to him. It may be assuming too much to say that he understood her-- because in truth, there were very few people who did. And people were afraid of what they could not understand-- when they didn’t know what to expect. It was why people were afraid of the dark. But to him, Raven wasn’t the dark; she was just his friend. He granted her a smile in turn, taking a notable pause in his manual labor to make eye contact ( as much as he could through the mask, anyway ) and address her directly with his gratitude.
❝--well, gotta admit; it makes me feel better knowing you’re ok. But I sure wish I could get this maintenance done. Seems like we haven’t had much time the past few weeks do to much except put the bad guys in their place.❞
In the wake of the destruction that Trigon had wrought, the city had been thrust into utter chaos-- and C H A O S meant bad news, as the less savory characters that resided in Jump City had seen it as an opportunity to loot and plunder every viable resource in town, from small businesses to churches alike.
