Robin fought. She could feel the blackness closing around her, and yet she fought to keep her hand pressed against the Doctor's kind, stupid, brilliant face. Tears continued pouring from her eyes, making a soft pattering sound on the floor that was strangely audible even through the din of the battle. Her smile stayed on her face even through the pain in her stomach.<br/><br/>"Right, I'm the stupid one," she wheezed, the words barely above a whisper. "I'm the stupid one and you're the one who thinks you can save someone with a gaping hole in her stomach. I think you're... mistaken... Doctor..." It was becoming harder and harder to talk, each word a huge struggle against the pain and the promise of release that was edging ever closer.<br/><br/>Yet still she fought. Still she kept her eyes open.<br/><br/>"It's okay, Doctor," she said. "That's what you don't understand. You think I<em>want</em>to meet someone else and settle down... But I don't. It doesn't matter when I die, because you've filled my life with amazing things. Even spending... just one day with you was enough to change me forever. And I wouldn't change one minute of it... Not even this." Her eyes grew fierce as she looked up at him.<br/><br/>"Now listen to me, you stupid, amazing man," she said, curling her hand around his. "You save yourself, do you understand me? You save yourself and everyone here. Because you were right... You're Batman... and I'm Robin. The sidekick is expendable but the hero has to win. Don't give me any BS about that either, Doctor... You know... it's true..." Her words were getting quieter then, and her body started to go slack.<br/><br/>Slowly, her eyes began to drift shut, and her head started to fall limply back. Her hands let go and she started sinking into the blackness. But before she faded she looked up at her Doctor again, smiling more brightly than ever.