When Jason contemplates giving Damian a sword from his private collection at the safe house for his teenaged brother’s birthday…
Tim: That’s like throwing gasoline on fireworks.
When Jason contemplates giving Damian a sword from his private collection at the safe house for his teenaged brother’s birthday…
Tim: That’s like throwing gasoline on fireworks.
Batman: *comes home, tattered and bruised, to find the Batcomputer de-powered, his case files securely locked away (somewhere), and dinner in plain view with the words “Eat” legibly written in script on a Post-it beside it*
Batman: …
Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian: The butler did it!
Jason: Playing with dolls, are we?
Damian: They are action figures, Todd.
When Billy Batson hangs out with the Robins…
Wally [to Kyle]: It’s like trying to find Waldo in a sea of Waldos.
Damian: Don’t miss me too much.
Tim:
Damian: The dog. Not you.
Jon: What’s the strangest pet you’ve ever had?
Damian: You.
Don’t be rude, Dami.
Nightwing [on the Comm Link]: Wait, did you just use the word “veritable” in a sentence?
Oracle: Yes, I did.
Nightwing: Sexy.
Oracle: You should hear me say “fallacious”.
Red Hood: Uh. *shuts off earpiece*
Red Robin: Gross. *shuts off earpiece*
Robin: -Tt- *shuts off earpiece*
Mornings at the Manor…
Tim: *bangs fists on kitchen island* Loser wears a dress to the Titans Tower for a week!
Damian: *talks with mouth full of tofu* And why stop there? Loser also shaves his head! Or are you chicken?
Tim: You’re on, little turd bucket!
Jason: *shrugs*
Jason: *continues to read newspaper in peace*
Jason: *spots Bruce walking out of Damian’s room with an empty glass*
Jason: A warm glass of milk for the little brat?
Bruce: It helps your brother sleep.
Jason: How about the sound of your voice? It works on me.
Jason: *spots Damian at the Batcomputer* Are you looking at kittens again?
Damian: No. I use Drake’s computer for that.