Dick: Jay, I’ve got something I want to run by you. Something personal –
Jason: I say go for it, brother. Shave that back.
Dick: Jay, I’ve got something I want to run by you. Something personal –
Jason: I say go for it, brother. Shave that back.
Reporting to Batman after patrol…
Batman: *glaring*
Red Hood: *making popping noises with his mouth*
Batman: *GLARING*
Red Hood: Hey, nobody exploded. For me, that’s a pretty good night.
Red Hood: We make a good team, you and me.
Batgirl: What are you saying?
Red Hood: Just what I said. What do you mean?
Batgirl:
Batgirl: Nothing.
In the middle of a jungle mission (and both of Red Robin’s legs are broken)…
Robin: Well, we definitely can’t leave Drake!
Red Hood: We have to. Timbo, I’m sorry –
Red Robin: No, you’re not.
Red Hood: I am, actually, which, whatever, but –
Robin: *cocks and aims a gun at Red Hood* We are not leaving Drake!
Red Hood: Uh, what do you even think you’re doing?
Robin: I AM TAKING COMMAND!
Red Hood and Red Robin: *look at each other*
Red Hood and Red Robin: *laugh hysterically*
Red Hood: Oh, my goodness gracious! *wipes tears* Okay. Thanks, Little D. I think we needed that.
Red Robin: *clutching his stomach* We did. We really did.
Damian would be the first to recommend leaving Red Robin behind
^ Partly why his two older brothers find the situation hysterical. (He’s changed a lot, though. I think he’d be more protective of his family – including Timmy – by now.)
Sneaking into a top secret facility in the middle of the night…
Red Robin: *whispering* Wait, here’s an idea: You talk louder, and maybe the guards’ll just come to us.
Red Hood: *whispering* We’d lose the element of surprise, Timbo.
Red Robin: That was sarcasm!
Red Hood: No way, really? Because so was that, just now.
In the middle of a jungle mission (and both of Red Robin’s legs are broken)…
Robin: Well, we definitely can’t leave Drake!
Red Hood: We have to. Timbo, I’m sorry –
Red Robin: No, you’re not.
Red Hood: I am, actually, which, whatever, but –
Robin: *cocks and aims a gun at Red Hood* We are not leaving Drake!
Red Hood: Uh, what do you even think you’re doing?
Robin: I AM TAKING COMMAND!
Red Hood and Red Robin: *look at each other*
Red Hood and Red Robin: *laugh hysterically*
Red Hood: Oh, my goodness gracious! *wipes tears* Okay. Thanks, Little D. I think we needed that.
Red Robin: *clutching his stomach* We did. We really did.
When you’re the black sheep of your families…
Arsenal: Well, Jaybird, if we’re going to be accused of it, we might as well do it.
When you’re the black sheep of your families…
Arsenal: Well, Jaybird, if we’re going to be accused of it, we might as well do it.
Post-patrol…
Alfred: Master Richard, your jaw could be broken.
Nightwing: It’s not broken, Alf. I’ve been punched before.
Red Hood: *smirks* Ex-girlfriends don’t count.
Dick: You’re at war with Tim? Over what?
Damian: Why do great civilizations go to war, Grayson? To see who’s cutest.
In which Dick, to this day, still has no idea how this all came about (or how Jason was involved).