Making amends…
Tim: I thought we made some progress!
Damian: I’m not hitting you. That’s progress.
Making amends…
Tim: I thought we made some progress!
Damian: I’m not hitting you. That’s progress.
When you show up at the Batcave unannounced after having been “estranged” from your adoptive father for a while…
Nightwing:
Batman:
Nightwing:
Batman: *goes back to typing on the Batcomputer*
Nightwing: Good! Let bygones be bygones. Maybe you want to hug it out or bump fists?
Batman: No. Let’s just work on the case.
But, really, deep, deep, deep, deeeeeep inside, Bruce is jumping for joy at his son’s return
When you call for back-up but end up battling a bunch of rogues by yourself…
Medic [speaking into the radio]: He’s lost a lot of blood.
Red Hood: I didn’t lose it. I’ve been sitting in it for hours, waiting for one of my brothers to get back from dance class or something. *stands up and drags himself to his motorcycle, leaving a trail of blood behind him*
When asked if they ever get scared of Batman…
(Basically every) Robin: I’m scared all right. I’m scared of not measuring up.
Batman: *discussing the do’s and don’ts for an upcoming mission*
Red Hood [to The Signal]: *whispering* Don’t worry about it, man.
Red Hood: *gestures to his brothers and to himself* You’re kind of like a Robin now. We make our own rules.
Nightwing: *winks*
Red Robin: *grins*
Robin: *salutes*
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Bros before… broody, mood-killing, adoptive fathers clad in leather.
Green Lantern: We shouldn’t be doing this without back-up.
Batman: You are the back-up.
Green Lantern: I am the back-up. I hate you so much.
When your youngest brother tells you to stay put by the Batmobile as he sneaks into one of the Joker’s lairs…
Red Hood: What am I supposed to do out here?
Robin: Why don’t you go meditate on the poor life decisions you’ve made?
Trying to comfort your younger brother before your return to Blüdhaven be like…
Dick: There comes a time when big brothers leave the nest, Damian.
Chaperoning Lian with your best friend at Junior Prom be like…
Roy: *grinning* You know, I taught her those moves.
Jason: Don’t teach her any more moves. Those are enough moves right there. She doesn’t need any more of your moves.
Wayne Enterprises gala…
Tam: *comes down the steps in a red sheer gown*
Tim: *eyes widen, jaw drops*
Tim: Wow.
Tam: *shyly* So, you approve?
Damian: I think what my ape-like brother meant to say was that you look fantastic.