"Absolutely, I remember it clear as day because that was the first real injury I incurred, outside of bruises and scrapes, as Robin. Got home and felt like such a loser that I snapped at Alfred while he was patching me up. The next day I apologized and he said it was fine, but ..."

But that was no way to talk to Alfred, not ever.

"And this other time, I got snatched up by one of Riddler's stupid traps and banged my head on the ground before it whisked me up, I was completely disorientated. B had to cut me down last, he took care of everything. My cape was in my face the whole time."

It can't have been that bad, or so says Dick's hearty laughter. In his arms and between swings that take them higher, he gives Tim a squeeze.

"Everybody messes up sometimes, it's how we learn to be better, and you're already doing great. This is just a roadbump."