Robin takes long showers now, hot ones that fill the room with steam.

He scrubs until his skin is red and raw, until he almost breaks skin, because he feels so dirty and he can't forget those hands brushing his arm or that voice daring him to say no and watch them die-

"Are you alright in there, Robin?" A concerned voice hesitantly speaks. It brings the leader out of Then and back to Now."You've been in there for a while..."

"I'm fine," he assures. "I'll be out in a minute"

The footsteps slowly fade and he sighs, running a hand through his dark hair.

"I'm fine," he repeated quietly. "Fine."