How can you even say that? You of all people know how fucked up I am. Always have been, right from the start. And the worst of it is? It could have all been over before any of this shit happened. If Dick hadn't come up to that rooftop that day, none of this would have happened.

Crane would be in Arkham, Bruce would still be Batman, Hank would still be alive. There is nothing good about me, Dawn. I cause pain.

[he sits up, then pushes himself off the bed, trying to ignore his aching muscles.]

I did this. Not you. And now I've made shit even weirder so I'm just gonna... I'm just gonna go shower or something. Thanks for the pizza. I'm sorry.