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"y-yes pwease..."

"Ok...I'll be right back, ok buddy?"

"M-Mhm.."

He sat on the couch and watched her leave the living room.

She goes to the garden 

He's crying in the tulips, her favorite flowers and he was looking at them.

"Oh..How much I miss you..if only you could see how much Robin's grown..h-he can walk now..hehe..I met someone knew today..Robin seems to l-like her..she is endearing..she's very nice to my son..he's been missing you dear..h-he's being feeling bad for me and I don't know how to cope with it..how do I tell him he's gonna be okay..I'm going to be okay..!?"

She walks over 

"You don't. Because you're not. And that's ok." 

He looks at her with wide eyes and wiped his tear, he cleared his throat and stood up.

"W-What are you d-doing here.."

"Checking in on you. You're not ok-you're grieving. That's perfectly normal. But it IS something you mortals need help to get through-you need a therapist. Robin needs one too." 

"..I don't need a therapist, I'm fine. I'll get Robin a therapist.."

"You're NOT fine. You're crying over a bed of flowers while your son's inside having a literal panic attack over you. Go to therapy-if not for your sake then for his."