[ He looks at his drawing, at Jason, and then at the pumpkin, squinting as he evaluates the ratios. ]
It'll fit.
[ Doesn't even try and deny Jason has a big head. Of course, Damian can't speak -- if he wasn't so solidly built, it's likely he'd be constantly tipping over from the weight of his own.
Setting the paper down, he leans over the table to inspect Jason's work. The pumpkin guts are given a cursory, thoroughly disgusted touch.
(Then why touch them in the first place, child?) ]
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It'll fit.
[ Doesn't even try and deny Jason has a big head. Of course, Damian can't speak -- if he wasn't so solidly built, it's likely he'd be constantly tipping over from the weight of his own.
Setting the paper down, he leans over the table to inspect Jason's work. The pumpkin guts are given a cursory, thoroughly disgusted touch.
(Then why touch them in the first place, child?) ]
Are you gonna make one, too?