Picking your little brother up from a kid’s birthday party (also known as the family’s attempt to teach him how to socialize) be like…

Dick: *watches as a 5-foot-8-inch 14-year-old runs away*

Damian: I messed up, Grayson. He ran away, he got scared.

Dick: Why would he get scared?

Damian: Because I threatened him with a sword. I lightly threatened him with a sword.