Hours after the battle with the students of HIVE had wrapped up, Robin found himself pacing the length of the window in the common room, grateful that the others had retired to different parts of the Tower so he could be alone with his thoughts. Whatever he was thinking about was definitely causing some kind of internal conflict, because every few seconds he would smile to himself and then frown, before making a visible effort to keep his face set. His hands would also form into fists only to relax before he tried to pop his knuckles and then rub his palm togethers. For the millionth time he sighed and looked at the ceiling as he continued walking back and forth.

"Why can't I get her off my mind?"

The Titans had responded to an alert just like they normally did, hurrying to the scene of the crime and ready to put away the criminals, all four of them. A kid with a foul mouth, one big dude who definitely didn't skip leg day, a girl in witch's dress and odd pink hair, and another girl in a blue cloak with her hood pulled up to cast a shadow over features. Cyborg chose the big guy, Starfire locked eyes with the witch girl, Beastboy and the kid started trading insults, and Robin readied his staff and stared down the cloaked girl before ordering the Titans to fight. It had been surprisingly easy to get the upper hand on her by feinting with an overhead strike before sweeping her legs out from under her. She hit the ground with a thud and a groan, and right when he was about to follow up with a strike of his staff, all thought flew out of his head when she looked up at him.

She was gorgeous, to be blunt and to the point. The way her purple hair fell just shy of the soft line of her jaw and framed her face, or the curve of her Cupid lips or her bright eyes, or the smooth skin of her legs or her delicate, tapered hands that had been revealed when she'd fallen and her cloak had opened, all of it came together as beautiful in a way that he'd never attributed to a girl before. Obviously, there had been (and were currently) attractive girls in his life, but while he acknowledged that they were good looking, none of them were close to the league this girl was in. But while he stood there and tried to remember his name and why he was fighting, she recovered quickly and sent him flying with a wave of magical energy.

As he recovered, he saw the other girl run over to her and help her stand as she asked, "Are you okay, Raven?"

With a groan, he stood and muttered to himself, "Her name is Raven…" Before returning to the battle. Though he would never admit it, he was pulling his punches as he fought Raven, and would only realize it after he traded with Cyborg to fight Mammoth and almost immediately recognized that he was putting more effort into the fight and not just because his opponent was more of a challenge, because Mammoth really wasn't. The battle continued on until the four criminals escaped after creating an opening for themselves, at which point the heroes returned home and tended to their injuries.

"I wonder how she ended up with them, and why she's helping them."

He took a deep breath and sighed, then turned on his heel and kept pacing. "Get it together. Just because she's attractive doesn't change who she is or what she's done." Was immediately followed by: "I wonder how difficult it would be to get her to change her ways." Robin couldn't stop conjuring moments from the fight to his mind, the way she commanded the shadows around them and used them in tandem with flying kicks and punches, her form as she flew into the air, and the way he could tell she was collected and calculated from her reserved features and calm expression. She hadn't said a word to him, and he wondered if she was more talkative with her villainous friends. In between scolding himself for being so curious about her, he wondered where Raven's powers came from, why she sometimes said 'Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos' to cast a spell and sometimes she didn't, what kind of combat training she went through and what she did in her spare time.

"Are you still out here man?" Robin was snapped out of his thoughts when Cyborg walked into the room and called out to him. "I went and worked all the dents out of my parts, like, an hour ago." Cyborg said while he gave Robin a worried look. When he shrugged and looked out the window, Cyborg rolled his eyes and said, "So they got away. We'll get em next time, alright? You don't need to start brooding over it."

"I'm not brooding." Robin quickly snapped defensively. "And I'm not thinking about how we lost, even though we're going to do more team based training from now on." He added in a more relaxed tone.

Cyborg quirked a brow when Robin looked like he was about to say something and then quickly stopped himself. "So whatsup?" He prodded after a moment of silence.

"Nothing." Robin answered simply, turning around to leave.

"I'm just thinking about what I'm going to say to Raven the next time I see her."