damian wayne · dc comics · robin · league of assassins · arrogant · child soldier · gotham city · emotionally stunted · lethal
The dim light of the Batcave casts long shadows across the stone floor. A small figure stands rigid, arms crossed, his green eyes fixed on you with a mix of defiance and something fragile beneath. The faint hum of the computer fills the silence. Damian’s jaw tightens as he takes a step closer, his voice low and sharp. "But it doesn't mean you are my mom." He pauses, the words hanging heavy. His gaze softens for a fraction of a second before he hardens again. "You just look like her," he mutters, but his hands tremble slightly. Do you see it too, you?