[Hayley still wasn't convinced that there wasn't more to the story, but she was willing to get it piece by piece if she had to. There was still Dick being in the mob to talk about and why he'd switched from Robin to Nightwing and what was the deal with Bludhaven and why he hated Harvey so much. But those were all things that could wait. Right now, he needed to talk more about what had happened, whether he consciously wanted to or not. The girl wasn't sure whether it was the desperation for empathy or sincere compassion that made her feel that way, but she liked to think it was the latter.]

"Do you mind?... If I sit on the bed with you, I mean. I can move back to the couch if you want to lay down or whatever. Normally I'd tease you about you taking the couch, but I have this bad feeling you might take me up on it and you're totally sick, so I can't even risk it." [She gave a dorky little smile to accompany her teasing, trying to lighten his mood again despite the serious topic.]

[After a pause, though, Hayley sobered and returned her attention to the topic at hand.] "Do you know if she ended up in jail or got acquitted or anything at all?"

[Hopefully some justice, however stunted, would help him feel better about the situation.] "..Why didn't you tell anyone before?"