"Yeah, I'm not the polyglot, so if you could keep a lid on it until we get back to Rob..." Kid Flash trailed off idly. Rob was, in fact, in an upcoming tree, poised to leap down. Wally hit the skid and doubled back to wait for him, but the graceful leap into a businesslike crouch didn't happen. He just climbed down the trunk like a normal, non-showbiz person, and therefore, Kid Flash was totally prepared for his blood to run cold.

"The assassin knows who I am," Robin said, flat and lacking all preamble, flare, and sarcasm. "There were two additional psychics there. Aside from knocking out M'gann's powers, they... did some kind of mind meld between me and the assassin."

Wally looked down at the prisoner with a kind of awed horror. The level grinding their friendship had gone through before Robin would trust him with his secrets -- and only him, among the team and his civilian friends both -- and to have the choice taken away from him--

And also, that other thing.

"So. About. You-know-who?"

"He knows, too," Robin confirmed. "And I'm gonna have to find a way to leverage that."