Dick: You know what life is really about?
Damian: I’m twelve –
Dick: Brotherhood. You and me. Right here, Little D. Yeah. Us. That’s what it’s about.
Tim: *ugly-crying* How can something so small cause so much pain?!
Jason: *turns his head towards whatever Tim’s looking at*
Jason: *sees a sneering Damian*
Jason: *nods his head thoughtfully*
When you’re sick and tired of your best friend’s geeky commentary in the middle of a battle with supervillains…
Superboy: *pummeling an iron giant into the ground* Didn’t I say to drop it?
Red Robin: *bo-staffing his way through another batch of assassins* Yeah, that’s the beauty of being team leader, I get to call the shots.
Tim: *wide-eyed and gingerly trying to put down his coffee mug with a trembling hand* There’s nothing scarier than realizing that your brain is plotting against you.
Batman: *glaring*
Booster Gold: *whispering from the corner of his mouth* I’ll stop talking.
Blue Beetle: *whispering back* Probably a good plan.
Imagine: Bruce would not be impressed by the so-called “Force” (in fact, he’d probably be suspicious of it), but he would train his newest Robin, Batyoda, how to optimally wield it in the DC Universe.
Tim [about Damian]: … And when I dropped him off at the Kent Farm, he even gave me a hug!
Jason: Did he think you were choking, or… ?

HA. Yes, @cerddom, yes.
Hal: Ah, Bruce! You look very… sad? I can never tell.
Nightwing: Never give up. That’s what I always tell my friends. They tell me to stop telling them, but I tell them I can’t because that would be giving up.
Falling out with your best friend be like…
Jason: You can tell me, y’know. We never talked about it. What did Roy say about me?
Dick: It’s nothing too terrible…
Jason: You can tell me.
Dick: It wasn’t that bad…
Jason: Just be honest.
Dick:
Dick: He once called you an “ass***e” forty-six times in one sitting.
Jason: Wow.
Dick: Yeah, the people at the next table complained.
