Damian asking for Tim’s help to hack into Lex Corp…

Tim: Before I write the code, you have to spend a whole week doing everything I say.

Damian: So, what, I have to be your slave or something?

Tim: No, you have to be my friend.

Damian: Ugh. That’s so much worse.

Jason trying to impress Tim with his
hacking skills…

Jason: Watch the master work it. I’m the Yoda of hacking.

Tim: Well, Yoda wouldn’t actually need to hack. I mean, his powers were more spiritual –

Jason: SHUT UP, YOU NERD!

Tim: I get it. Okay.

At a mission briefing in the Titans Tower…

Tim: So, basically, we’re completely swamped. All hands on deck.

Tara: I don’t even work for this team…

Tim: Don’t care. I need anyone with a pulse and a brain to pitch in.

Bart: *walks in* Tim, do you need help with anything?

Tim: No, we’re good, thanks. In fact, you can head home early.

When asked about his stress levels at being the CEO of Wayne Enterprises…

Tim: I’ve only slept nine hours over the past four days.

Tim: So I’m right on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Tim: *bites into something*

Tim: This isn’t a bagel.

Why Conner thinks Tim’s a hipster…

Tim: I only listen to, like, Gothamite death reggae and Halloween sound effects records from the 1950s.

Because Tim canonically listens to Depeche Mode and Enya. And his best bud canonically discovered his CDs.

During that time Tim was so upset that Dick picked Damian over him to be Robin…

Tim: And you know what else? I quit!

Dick: No, you don’t!

Tim: Well, I’m leaving early today!

Dick: No, you’re not! You’re coming back to the Batcave to do busy work!

Tim: Fine, but I’m getting coffee first!

Dick: *sighs*

Seeing Damian trip and fall flat on his face and break a front tooth…

Tim [to Jason]: *sips coffee* By the by, this moment is so great that I would cheat on that other moment with it, marry it, and raise a family of tiny little moments.