[This is harder than Jaime thought it would be, and to be fair, he already thought it was going to be pretty darn hard. It's so stupid, that people here know about their future deaths, and everyone around them is forced into wondering how to support them, if they're doing a good enough job, if they're even good enough for the job.

And the thing is, he doesn't really know Robin. For other people, he can confidently tell them how amazing they are - and believe it - and he can talk up their strengths until the cows come home, but Robin's just... this kid in sunglasses. They've talked maybe three times, and even then, it had been brief.

Jaime can be kind of bad at getting to know other heroes, sometimes. And now it's backfiring, because he really ought to know more about his best friend's best friend.]

It sounds like he got really angry, [he says quiet, folding his hands on top of the table.] I dunno, this might not make you feel any better, but I'm not sure who is good enough to be emotional support. I tried and, uh, we fought. A lot. I get a little pushy sometimes.

[Not a huge surprise, considering he's the one who dragged Robin out here in the first place.]

I think you can help him, though. Seriously, I do. But being emotional support means that you've gotta actually talk about it in the first place, and...

[And that isn't something Wally wants to do. That much has been made clear.]