Jason: *leans on the wall beside the refrigerator while watching a frowning Damian slowly take out an emptied paper bag labeled “Blood Son” from it*

Jason: Ah, there it is. The classic Damian Wayne look of query and frustration, mixed with a dash of “someone is gonna pay for this".

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And whoever dared eat the tofu he’s been saving better hide and hide fast.

When you’ve got overprotective brothers…

Dick: *whistles*

Jason: *shines knife blade with his leather jacket*

Damian: *holds Goliath by the leash*

Cassandra: So, I can date him?

Tim: Absolutely not. You don’t know a thing about this guy. Aside from this totally comprehensive background check.