He felt really embarrased now the he had broken down, and sniffled a lot before he could get his hiccups under control and speak properly. He hadn't cried like this, since...well, then. He felt like he was back there, in that nightmare, with Leslie calming him down again. Except he was in a Batsuit. So maybe this was some kind of nightmare...

"This guy...umm...a scientist. And...it exploded. The thing, I mean." He sniffled, rubbing his eyes to get the stupid tears out. Even though it was masked by a little kid's voice, the words were mature. "And it's all my fault. Everything, all of this, is all my fault. She got hurt cause of me. It's always my fault, I should have gotten the broken arm, not her."