[ 'Where Cass and he are from.' Well, you could put it like that. Damian seems amused by the phrasing, lips crooking in a grin and eyes squinting at the corners; the way he laughs without really laughing most of the time. ]

Cassandra - something like that, yes. [ That's her history to keep; if Dick wants to know more about her, he'll have to go to the source. Damian makes no mention of himself, neither confirming nor denying any ties to the League. ]

Yes, the League assassins are exceedingly skilled. They're some of the most dangerous people in the world, but no one is more dangerous than Ra's al Ghul himself - the Demon's Head. A man who has lived for centuries, guiding the League's operations. They work in the shadows, and it's Ra's' desire to eliminate the worst of humanity - to bring about his vision of paradise and peace by decimating the unworthy. In this case, that would be well over half the world's population.

[ Wry. Ra's was certainly a discriminating man. ]

And did you know that Alfred -- our Pennyworth -- held his own against some of the League's most dangerous killers? All to protect a boy he'd offered sanctuary to: the only grandson of Ra's al Ghul himself.

[ Damian snorts. ]

Although, between you and me? The kid was a murderous asshole, and more trouble than he was worth. Alfred is a saint.