Robbie sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"I used to do it a lot, actually." Before the Cataclysm, before learning about Stamford, before having to hide himself under the mask of Ricochet.

"It's a long, complicated story, and it's not a fun one," he warned, in case she felt like pressing him about it.

"The short answer is I haven't had much to joke about recently, and I actually had to stop for a while for my own safety. The long answer actually involves time travel and alternate universes."