He could call in to Cyborg and within minutes have enough backup here to finish the job without a sweat. But that’s not his style. He’d rather get in the work and do it himself. Like many vigilantes before him, he needs this — opportunity to get lost in the fight. Everything slows down. It gets quiet and oddly peaceful. Nothing uncluttered the mind like psychopaths trying to take your head off.
Honestly, the kid is the best, most complete pure fighter who’s ever worn the Robin costume. He’s also the most driven and prepared. Probably the closest thing to Batman, really.