Jesus, Tim, way to startle a dude. You know, he should be used to being snuck up on by Robins, but when you're ~in the zone~ you're not really thinking about the possibility of tiny bat ninjas sneaking up on you.
He visibly jumps a little, but he's almost more startled by the fact that Robin looks... different. Too much green. Like, wow, that's a lot of green. He's pretty sure Rob doesn't even like the color green. But who knows, there's a lot about the dude he doesn't know. Which is more than anyone else, but still. Rob's secrets have secrets and maybe this is an old costume or something. The hair is the main thing that's bugging him. Way too short.
He clears his throat and awkwardly pushes himself up to a standing position, dusting off his costume as he stands.
"Uh." Yeah, you don't sound like Jesse McCartney, Tim, who are you. "Who are you, exactly? Did you escape from a comic book convention or something? What's with... all the green?"
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He visibly jumps a little, but he's almost more startled by the fact that Robin looks... different. Too much green. Like, wow, that's a lot of green. He's pretty sure Rob doesn't even like the color green. But who knows, there's a lot about the dude he doesn't know. Which is more than anyone else, but still. Rob's secrets have secrets and maybe this is an old costume or something. The hair is the main thing that's bugging him. Way too short.
He clears his throat and awkwardly pushes himself up to a standing position, dusting off his costume as he stands.
"Uh." Yeah, you don't sound like Jesse McCartney, Tim, who are you. "Who are you, exactly? Did you escape from a comic book convention or something? What's with... all the green?"