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Yeah, it's an al'ghul thing. We didn't really have them in my universe like they have in the others. The pits are a way to raise people from the dead and extend life as far as I know. My Bruce wrote about it in his book. They're dark magic from what I know, but I only know what I read, what Rachel shared. There was one in Gotham.

[He could go on to talk about how they used it to raise half the city from the dead, but he can tell from the silence there's more. Bruce doesn't give anything, but his dropped gaze and carefully controlled face is more than enough for Dick to know that something is there. Dick knows about Damian, not in so many words- but they shared enough for him to know. There's a pact though, and he'd never say a word. Instead, he goes a different way. With a deep breath, he twists a piece of wire and sits up.]

I felt really guilty about Jason. I- I got in a huge fight with him. Huge [He hit him] and then he ran off to try and prove himself. I should have seen it. I - I was too busy focusing on me, on the fact that I wasn't Robin anymore, and he was. He had a purpose, I didn't. I wasn't Nightwing yet. I didn't know who I was. He went after Dr. Light and got captured by Deathstroke.

[He pauses, this isn't where Jason dies, but Dick feels like it was the start to the end. The short version of a much larger story.]

I had his hand. I had him, and lost him. He fell, fell all those stories. If it weren't for Connor. I don't think he'd have made it. Then he ran away with Rose. He never came back. Joker killed him. It was my fault. I couldn't save him. I was too busy not seeing it. I didn't see how much he needed help.

[Dick goes silent, hands still. It's clear how much it still bothers him. There's more, there's always more, but that's going to take a lot for Dick to admit. It's probably something he'd only admit if they were much closer. ]