But do you know it doesn't change the way I feel about you at the end

[with_coffee]

Clearly, the logical response to finding out that the only person you've ever fallen in love with, one of the very few individuals that you've ever managed to truly care about even, is dead... is to pour all of the alcohol in the kitchen of the Conrad basement down the sinks.

All of it.

And he doesn't really pay attention to what happens to the

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[deny_death]

Rain has come back to the Conrad, finally. She's rather cold and there are still small splatters of blood on the front of her sun dress. She means to change, but her throat is so dry and tight that she can't even cry.

It's when she wanders into the kitchen to grab something does she see him.

Rain is sure her heart stops right there.

She doesn't know what to say, what to do. But she feels so ill.

She mouths his name, but no words come out. Tears form and her fists tighten at her sides. She promised Natasha. She had to be...

Had to be careful.

[with_coffee]

Robin knows someone's standing there. He's a little too into the pouring out of alcohol, but then he just knows.

He doesn't turn. The only person he wants to see now is Natasha.

Anyone else he will possibly kill.

"What do you want?"

No, he doesn't know it's his sister. If he did, he might be able to break past the cold tone in his voice, especially if he saw her (at least until he finds out what she has to say).

[deny_death]

The cold tone surprises her and she freezes again, voice lost. Taking a deep breath, she steps up closer to him, hugging his shoulders from behind.

"Robin..." She's trying, she really is. But the words don't find her well at all. Her wings are still showing. She hadn't the energy to hide them.

She fights to find words, to think of anything she could possibly say. Because seeing him like this, watching him...

It breaks her heart.

"I'm so sorry..."

[with_coffee]

Robin tenses up when the arms come around his shoulders. For a second, he thinks maybe his feeling of doom had been wrong and it's who he'd been hoping for and for one second the alcohol doesn't matter.

Then she speaks.

His sister. There's a twinge of guilt for speaking so coldly to her and the bitter realization that there's no way he can't admit to what he is.

He turns out of her hold and takes one look at her. "Are you alright?"

But then the apology takes him by surprise. Robin presses his back up against the counter and folds his arms across his chest.

"About- How... did you know?"