When you’ve gotta go rescue your eldest brother…
Red Hood: Well, I guess that settles that! I mean, it’s not like we can just waltz into enemy territory and… Well, I certainly can’t.
Robin: Can’t? Or won’t?
Red Hood: Both, either, all! They’d shoot me on sight, Little D.
Red Hood: And if you want Big D so damn bad, you can go get him your–
* sound of Batmobile tires screeching *
Red Hood: Huh. I didn’t think he’d actually do it.
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Really, Jay? You thought Dami was beyond doing something like that?