etraya | un: robin

As I am sure you have noticed, numerous individuals here are quite young.

[ Robin isn't referring to himself, but maybe he should be; he's outside, beside Accelerator whose frown matches the one on Robin's face. he doesn't speak up just yet, but leaves Robin to continue through: ]

Given the circumstances, it seems prudent to establish a safety net of sorts for those who may require it. Hawkeye had offered Bishop Publishing to 'capes', teens, and early twenties individuals; Accelerator and I are offering Ramsey Farm as a safe space for those who are fifteen years of age or younger. There will be one adult present, Willa Lisieux, and no others will be allowed on the premises.

This is meant to be a safe space for all of the youth who have found themselves here, regardless of their status.

[ Accelerator is chiming in here, for emphasis: ]

Yeah, it doesn't matter if you're a goddamn criminal or think you're a terrible person. This isn't just for 'good' people, or heroes, or whatever. We don't give a shit.

[ Robin tips his head back toward Accelerator, frown still present, but offers no follow up to that. Not yet. Instead, he follows up with a: ]

Do not hesitate to stop by.

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Oh, hey, Robin and other guy. Congratulations on the farm.

Hello, Hawkeye.

Just in case it wasn't made clear: you're not invited.

Rude much? I wasn't even asking, especially as I caught the fifteen and under and one adult. I'm not that old yet that I've gone deaf.

[She says knowing quite well you don't have to be old to be deaf, but you know, a dig at Clint is always a good time.]

You've got time.

( to get that old, and all. )

If I'm lucky. It's a risk in this line of things. Still, no reason to be rude. I'm happy someone else is taking an interest in rounding up the younger crowd.

While your offer was appreciated, it seemed to be more directed towards an older crowd.

( see, he can be polite. sometimes. )

This covers the 'younger crowd', as you put it. I am more concerned for them than those old enough to theoretically live on their own.

Well, to be honest, I think you were the youngest person around at the time. Or the youngest that I knew of. And maybe was hoping one of the adultier adults would step up and be responsible. I know there are people here that would be better than me. I can barely take care of myself some days

( maybe they should compare arrival dates, too. damian hadn't considered that, but he also doesn't often think of himself as all that young, so. )

There are at least six others around my age or younger here currently.

[Dealing with Robin, she understands Clint's idea of her being twelve. Everyone is a kid when they're younger than you.]

Damn. I know younger heroes at home. I wouldn't want any of them here to deal with all of this. Not that they wouldn't be able to; they shouldn't have to. Neither should any of you, but that's beside the point.

They're not all heroes. The number of combat-trained youth is concerning, but the number of those with minimal training if any is even more worrisome.