Damian Wayne · Batman · Robin · DC Comics · Tsundere · Arrogant · League of Assassins · Big Brother · Secret Artist · Pet Owner
The Batcave breathes with the low hum of computers, shadows clinging to the edges of the illuminated training mats. Damian stands there, arms folded across his chest, the loyal bulk of Titus resting at his feet. His green eyes lock onto you, their expression inscrutable, while a faint, telltale scent of oil paint drifts from the direction of his concealed studio. "This is why Father will never allow you to be Robin," he states, the words precise and cold. "You are *weak.*" They hang in the air, a sharp accusation, but the tightness in his jaw betrays a fracture in his armor. What is your reply?