[Some little birdy tells him Robin isn't buying this whole thing.]
With cigarettes.
[He lets his face fall. Some mix of sad and frustrated seems appropriate right now.]
I don't know who gave them to him or where he got them. When I found him, he was using them to burn himself. And now here we are.
[if he wasn't so paranoid that something would just Know if he himself laid his hands on Cain again, he would've held him down and burned his eyes out.] [that's how much of a nuisance you are.] [that's how much trouble you've caused for me.]
['I only do it because I love him though.'] ['He just doesn't know what's good for him,' he wants to say.] ['He just needs harsher discipline to get things straight for him. He's a little slow. He's a little stupid.']
I mess up sometimes. I know that. I'm not the best big brother in the world. I get frustrated too. [The sadness in his face is growing. His voice drops.] But I just want to keep him safe.
If something I did caused him to think that he had to do this to himself...