In the middle of a jungle mission. Both of Tim’s legs are broken.
Damian: Well, we definitely can’t leave Drake!
Jason: We have to. Tim, I’m sorry –
Tim: No, you’re not.
Jason: I am, actually, which whatever, but –
Damian: *cocks and aims a gun at Jason* We are not leaving Drake!
Jason: What do you even think you’re doing?
Damian: I AM TAKING COMMAND!
Jason and Tim: *look at each other*
Jason and Tim: *laugh hysterically*
Jason: Oh my goodness! *wipes tears* Okay. Thanks, little D, I think we needed that.
Tim: We did. We really did.