[ Dangling, petulant, he gives a half-hearted jerk to free himself before going limp, though his little body's still vibrating with pent-up anger. Scruffing's always been the easiest way to get him to stop and calm down -- for as long as he's in a hold, at least. ]

I won't. You sleep on the couch all the time, anyway.

[ He will fight you for the master bedroom, Dick. This boy has no sense of propriety when it comes to demanding his perceived dues. ]

Father-- [ No, his voice won't wobble. ] --Father means to cage me, because of some stupid vision he claims to have seen. He's actually convinced I'll destroy the world.

[ This goes beyond petty arguments -- if Bruce thinks Damian is a genuine threat to the larger public, it could mean severe measures taken against the boy. Measures like locking him away, for good. It's no wonder he's in such a snit; after working so hard to gain his father's trust and respect, the sudden turn-around is a slap in the face. ]