When you’re in the middle of a mission but petty (and near-violent) arguments get in the way of accomplishing it…

Nightwing: *sits Red Robin and Robin down* I think it’s time for the two of you to bury the hatchet.

Red Robin: Waste of a good hatchet.

Robin: -Tt-

Bruce, Dick, Tim and Alfred: *run into Jason’s bedroom after hearing a scuffle from downstairs*

Jason: *has Damian pinned to the wall*

Damian: *choking Jason*

Jason: *struggling to talk* Nothing to be alarmed about, people. It’s just a man pointing a bull tranquilizer at his little brother.

Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Alfred: *run into Jason’s bedroom after hearing a scuffle from downstairs*

Jason: *has Damian pinned to the wall*

Damian: *choking Jason*

Jason: *struggling to talk* Nothing to be alarmed about, people. It’s just a man pointing a bull tranquilizer at his little brother.