"He did," Dick agreed. He kissed the top of her head while she cried. "I know how hard this is. And don't say that I don't. I don't know everything you feel, but I know what it's like." Mostly because, despite his bitter acceptance of events, he was feeling a lot of it too.
He tried to be strong for her. To be solid. She needed a stable rock right now because Bruce wasn't one. "I love you." Dick sighed, looking out at the city. "The worst part? The part that makes me angry? He thinks he's doing the right thing. Not for him, for all of us. So you end up hating him because he doesn't realize how much we love him."