But you had it. [Sullen. Stubborn. For whatever reason Cass had refused. No one really told him the details, but really, Dick figured she'd been just as broken up about Bruce's disappearance as everyone else. He lets Damian throw his weight onto him for now; he's too distracted to bother pushing him off.]

But it wasn't good enough for him. That's what you mean, right? [He looks up, his face still crinkled with scorn and distaste behind the mask, but the wrinkle of his brow furrowed like he doesn't know what else to do. What more could he possibly try?]

That's always how it is with him! Nothing is ever good enough!

[He slips himself out from under Damian's arm, hopping back off the bench and apparently decided he didn't need first aid today, even though the adrenaline had long worn out of his system. He flips his gloves off, discarding them on the ground as he walked, peels his mask off and lets it join them on the floor.]

Nothing is good enough for anyone in this stupid family!