"To what?" He tries not to sound annoyed and take his frustrations out on her, it wouldn't be fair. "I've spent my childhood training to be Robin, and then it was supposed to be that when I was older and good enough I'd be Batman. But that's all gone. I'm not going to be Batman, I'm lucky to even be allowed to be Robin." Thomas stops and glances at her apologetically, "Sorry. I shouldn't have said anything. Let's forget about it. Marshmallows?" He offers her the bag.
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