Now that Red Robin’s back…
Robin: Drake. You might hear that I yelled at you a lot when you were “dead”. I was just motivating you.
See? He cares.
Now that Red Robin’s back…
Robin: Drake. You might hear that I yelled at you a lot when you were “dead”. I was just motivating you.
See? He cares.
Now that Red Robin’s back…
Robin: Drake. You might hear that I yelled at you a lot when you were “dead”. I was just motivating you.
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See? He cares.
Dick: *hurriedly putting on his Nightwing suit* Damian, Tim could be seriously hurt or worse! We have to do something!
Damian: You’re right. *grabs the remote* Let’s watch TV.
Tim: I worry about his maturity level.
Dick: Don’t. Damian is very responsible –
Tim: I was talking about Jason.
When your little brother leaves his “experiments” lying around the kitchen…
Tim: *punching his own chest and spitting fluids back into his mug* I could have ingested a toxin, you brat!
Damian: Why don’t you ingest a cup of coffee and calm down?
Damian: Todd, how low must the bar be for me to be able to say with some sincerity that I’m proud of you?
Damian: Drake, I’ve been meaning to tell you something…
Tim: Yeah?
Damian: You suck.
At the safe house…
Doorbell: *buzzes*
Jason: *sighs* It’s Morse code. It’s Damian.
Roy: How do you know?
Jason: Because the doorbell just said, “It’s me, morons”.
When your youngest brother shows up out of nowhere and your friends wonder where he came from…
Red Hood: The kid was raised by wolves. Until he killed them and ate them all.
Robin: *hisses*
Red Hood: *wiping blood away from his busted lip* You made one big mistake, you ancient dirtbag.
Ra’s al Ghul: And what was that?
Red Hood: You pissed off your grandson.
Robin: *spits out a broken tooth and cracks his knuckles*