#flyrobinfly

His head was throbbing and his body felt it would drop any second. But he still had work to do. Copy all the data he had collected and transfer it to the Batcave for safekeeping. Make sure that the Watch Tower was up to date and fully online after being Klarion’s little toy. Not to mention the Cave. He shuddered to think what mess waited for them when they went back. Sitting beside Batman, his fingers flying over the keys, masked eyes trained to the screen, the young protege suddenly, and certainly not on purpose let out a sigh.

“Take a break.”

The gruff order made him turn to look at his partner/guardian. Batman hadn’t looked away from his screen, but he supposed the sigh had been enough of an indication that he needed a break. Normally he would protest. But the fighting had drained him. With a squeak from his chair, Robin stood up, walking out of the main computer room of the Watch Tower and down the corridor, heading towards the kitchen. He didn’t worry about loosing his way. The blueprints were already in his computer.

Walking into the kitchen, without even looking if anyone was in there he made a beeline for the fridge, pulling it open and grasping a water bottle, which he drained in less then a minute before reaching for the other one and taking a much smaller gulp. He sighed at the refreshing sensation, leaning his tired and throbbing head against the fridge and groaning softly.