[Zatanna nodded in return. The usual aura of total confidence wasn't there, but neither did she seem unsure of herself. It was just...remembering that conversation....]

We had a long talk a while back. About Ta--about his ex. [It dawned on her that, gossip aside, she wasn't sure how much she was at liberty to mention. Names included.] It was hard, because they never actually broke up. He lost her. Kind of like how I lost Robin...except she never came back.

[Pause. A deep breath.]

And I asked him what he would do if she ever did. If he would want to go back to her.

Honestly? ...I don't think he would.

[There was always a chance. She knew that. But that day, the way he held her and looked her in the eye and spoke in that genuine, serious tone he brought out on those rare occasions he meant what he said, she believed him. She still believed him.]

[And then, so as not to weigh on the moment too heavily, the corners of her lips twitched upwards, mischievously:]

Besides, it helped that one of us knew what we were doing from the start. I let him take over. No regrets.