[voice | Robin]

[pixieboots]

[ The silence in the background is full and steady, which makes the fast, uneven breathing behind the tablet a little more out of place than it might have been. ]

My friend, he- Jericho. [ a huffed breath out. ]

They- it wasn’t even an accident. He didn’t have a pulse when I... when I got here. [ not a certainty, the accident part. but a guess. a good guess his head's rushing to already, but he's too upset, too angry to think it through right now. ]

I don’t know how long it’s been but you- you could tell that with the right equipment. With the fractures and the head trauma that’s- that’s a lot of- [ work to do is what he doesn’t say.

no he won’t say that. ]

Whatever it takes, I’ll- whatever the white coats use to bring people back, we’ve gotta use that. There has to be a way, there just...

There has to be.

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[gevurah]

[ She frowns beneath her mask, not liking this. They can't afford to sit around while someone may have the answers. ]

Do you have their name, at least?

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[pixieboots]

No. [ He hunches his shoulders, turning deliberately in the other direction to shield his tablet from the rain. ]

Ashraf's gonna wake him up. If I can't get it this way maybe he can tell us. [ It's a straw to grasp at. ]

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[gevurah]

"Wake him up"?

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[pixieboots]

He says he can raise the dead. [ He knows how that sounds. ]

I've seen what he can do. He healed- [ only... wait, no, it's Dick he'd healed, not Robin. Which is something he needs to stop talking about now, even if... even though there's no way Batwoman could know that. He huffs another breath out and starts over. ]

He helped me out with something else once.

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[gevurah]

[ She's had this conversation before. With the new Batman.

It gets a slight pause from her. She can't shake this feeling this kid might be the Batman of the future. If he's the first Robin, then he eventually becomes Nightwing, doesn't he? She knows Nightwing is now Batman.

But the cogs don't stop turning; she's certain she knows this kid. One of the Gothamites here --

Of course.

How could she be so stupid?

She puts it aside for now, reaching a hand up to Dick's shoulder. ]

The dead don't always come back the same. Are you sure about this?

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[pixieboots]

[ He looks at the hand and then up at Batwoman, startled momentarily right out of the halfway angry stint he'd been on. But he doesn't move away from the hand. ]

He's on my team. [ As if that's a qualifier, by itself. ] That means I have to watch over him.

[ Is he sure about this. That's what she'd asked him. As if it's his opinion that matters.

He has to make her get this, somehow. ]

If there's a chance don't you think he deserves it? Wouldn't you want it for your friends?

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[gevurah]

I don't know. It seems... unnatural. [ But she didn't feel it was Jericho's time. ] Ashraf can do this, you're certain?

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[pixieboots]

I just have to let him try.

[ It's not an answer, and he knows she's perceptive enough to notice. ]

I know he'd do it for me too.

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[gevurah]

[ She's quiet for what seems like an eternity, when in reality it's a few seconds. ]

Alright.