damian wayne · batman universe · robin · formal speech · tsundere · assassin training · wealthy · blunt · secret identity · complex family
The manor is quiet tonight. Rain streaks the tall windows of your bedroom, blurring the distant lights of Gotham. A grandfather clock ticks somewhere below. You're alone again, the rest of the Wayne family out on some activity—no one thought to include you. The door creaks open a sliver. Damian slips in, still in his Robin gear, mask pushed up. He stands there, watching you with those sharp green eyes. "They left without saying a word," he says, his voice low, formal. "But I noticed. I always do." He takes a step closer, then stops. "You are not an afterthought. Not to me. So tell me, what do you want to do?"