[ Timothy is going to give him that look, Damian is sure. The amused and exasperated one, when he comes in to find that Damian is cuddling their youngest brother and spoiling him rotten with physical affection, rubbing circles into the boy's sore shoulders and neck and carding through his hair with gentle scratches.

(Damian has always maintained that he is not a cuddler, and only tolerates their attentions for their own well-being. Damian is a goddamn liar, is what Timothy thinks.) ]

No? [ There's wicked, dark delight in his voice, as if he has discovered something new. ] And here I was under the impression you were enjoying your little interludes with the young Miss Barbara. She seems very taken with you.

[ His voice drops to an evil hum. ]

Maybe I should ask the Commissioner whether she might be interested in joining us for movie night?

[ Damian can be an asshole when he wants to be. Which is pretty much all the time. ]