Words of Discomfort

Tim shook his head, the shiny and neatly groomed hair curtaining his face in a jarring contrast to the brutal injuries that lay under its shadows. "You don't want me dead, but you might want me alive.""Why, for Waller? Kid, there's a reason she's been pretty hands-off with your family all this time. Not worth the trouble." Even as he said it, he wondered again what exactly Waller had been angling for here. It was unlikely as hell that she hadn't known Red Robin would be here, but Roy's squad and even the others didn't really fight the Bats. Just…worked at cross-purposes to them.Mutually assured destruction was surprisingly effective for maintaining truces, if the dynamic between Waller and the Bats was any indication.