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Marinette sobbed.
She wiped tears away from the palm of her hand, wondering how many mistakes she'd end up making in her life.
" We're through! I never want to see you again! "
" Yeah, well, we're on the same team together! So, unless you want to let everyone know we were secretly dating so that we're not teamed up together, then you'll have to see me again!" Robin said. " And at least tell me... "
" Then I quit. "
" Wait. Don't leave. "
" I'm so furious with you! So mad at you! "
" But I don't even know what I did! "
"And all that because I was mad that he wouldn't tell me his secret identity when I told him his," Marinette muttered, sitting on the floor with her knees tucked up to her chest.
"Marinette?"
She flinched, looking up in hopes it was Robin, but instead saw Nightwing. More tears fell down her face. "What, what are you doing here?"
"I was worried, given the fact we've not seen you, and..." Nightwing plopped down. "Is this about me telling everyone that Robin was dead?"
"No! It's about the last things I said to him. It's about the fact I broke up with him despite the fact I didn't actually want to. It's about the fact I wanted to make up with him, but now I can't."
"I see."
"You don't."
"Jason Todd."
"I..."
"Don't go looking too much into it, and don't let it get back to Batman, okay Marinette."
"Did he tell you my name?"
"Nah, had it figured out for some time now. Didn't know you'd even told him, but if you ever need to talk, I'm here."
"Someone should be saying that to you," Marinette laughed. She then said, "Thanks."
"Thank you back." Nightwing held up his fist and she fist-bumped it back, even though she still felt like crap.