He is the worst Robin ever. Bruce and Dick trust him to go out in Gotham on his own, and what does he do? Sprain his ankle like an idiot. It wasn't even in the line of duty! He was startled by a freaking cat that suddenly jumped in the way of his path and completely messed up his landing. It bolted the second he hit the ground; he hopes it appreciates what he went through to avoid falling directly into it, the little jerk.
His fleeting hopes of at least making it to the Batcave on his own are dashed when he tries to put weight on it, because yeah, no. Ugh. He keys into the comms and hopes Dick isn't going to make fun of him for this forever. "Nightwing?"
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His fleeting hopes of at least making it to the Batcave on his own are dashed when he tries to put weight on it, because yeah, no. Ugh. He keys into the comms and hopes Dick isn't going to make fun of him for this forever. "Nightwing?"
(Worst. Robin. Ever.)