anytime someone asks me “there’s more than one Robin?” i begin to vibrate at a frequency only dogs can hear and my brain goes to static and then i open my eyes hours later to find i have explained the entire history of all the Robins and their vigilante identities after outgrowing the title to some poor unsuspecting soul
(this does not include carrie or jarro. i just don’t rlly care abt carrie, and i hate jarro with a burning passion. there is no reason for me to, i just do. i hate that stupid little fucking starfish)