[ Tim can’t ignore the way Ann silences herself. Even now, he still only has a vague picture of the exact events surrounding Shiho, how much that time in Ann’s life really impacted her current motivations. He looks on at the camera with a slight frown, the seriousness of Ann’s silence registering. As much as he might be getting a lot out of all these plans... maybe Ann needs this. Needs this, perhaps, more than she currently knows. ]

Well, I won’t fail you. I’ll tell you that much.

[ If Tim can spar with two experienced marines blindfolded and hold the advantage the entire time, he’s confident he can handle filling in the gaps in the Phantom Thieves’ collective experience. As a group, they definitely seem more well put-together and... functional, than his last team. Leading the Teen Titans up till he became Red Robin was just a bizarre time. Unnecessary drama that he doesn’t see being possible among the Phantom Thieves, despite all their quirks. and Morgana’s clear antipathy for him ]

What are the demands, then? I might be training you soon, but I’m still the one who’s asking.

[ Now he’s back to smirking a tad mischievously, wearing a familiar shit-eating grin that Ann’s probably grown sick of. Admittedly, she wasn’t present for just how far gone Tim used to be, in his own darkness. Now, he feels like he’s reconnected to his more playful self— a tendency to break the rules not from some sense of his own corruption, like what he assumed to be the tainted nature of the Red Robin mantle. Rather, he’s just that much of a damn rebel. (All despite what the tabloids may say to the contrary). ]

In other words, in Japan... how do you wanna be compensated for all the hell I’m about to put you through?