Damian: Father is becoming a little controlling. -Tt-
Dick: What tipped you off? When he locked you out on the Manor grounds again?
Damian: That was half my fault. I thought I saw a kitten out there.
Dick [to Bruce]: You baited the garden???
Bruce: Prove it.
Following up on a lead in the Gotham City sewers…
Robin: It’s not so bad.
Red Hood: A rat touched my foot, brat!
Robin: *petting said rodent* Not in a hostile way.
Tim [to Damian, or vice versa]: I don’t have to like you, I don’t have to be nice to you, and I can make fun of you whenever I want, because when it really comes down to it… I will always have your back.
Watching Tim actually break down in tears without so much as a fight or witty retort…
Damian: *panicking* Normally I mean to be insensitive, but I didn’t actually mean it this time!
Superman: *throws his hands up in exasperation* Thank you, @hillshollow !
Batman: Hn.
Superman: Just this morning, at breakfast, for crying out loud!*imitating Bruce’s voice* “Clark, pass the ketchup.” Tone. “Jordan, you seem to enjoy eating garbage.” Tone. “Diana –” Well, you did dial it down for that one.
Batman: *puffing out his chest and putting his hands on his hips* And this is necessary at all times?
Superman:
Superman: *eyes glowing red* ARGH! *walks out of the hall*
Superman: There’s just no winning with you, Bruce!