Mission debriefing…

Batman: *scrolling through the previous night’s news headlines on the Batcomputer*

Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin:

Batman: *sighs*

Red Hood: What could we do? It’s not like we could just walk into a criminal enterprise and start looking around.

Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin: *erupt in obnoxious laughter*


Keep your father’s white hairs coming, boys. Keep ‘em coming.

When your brotherly instincts kick in…

Tim: I guess that’s why I want to protect the little guy, too.

Jason: Well, you don’t get any more little than Damian.


Not that Robin needs it, but that’s awfully sweet of you, boys. (Maybe just don’t let him hear you talking about him.)

When you find an unexpected guest in your youngest brother’s room at the Manor…

Red Hood: *slumped on the couch in Damian’s room* He’s eleven. I’m babysitting. I can’t leave him alone.

Tim: You were scared to travel at night by yourself.

Red Hood: Shouldn’t you be sleeping?


Well, if there were a billion-dollar contract out for your capture, wouldn’t you be?