[No, he's going to stick to his guns and retain his own bedroom rights. The fact that he was about to fall asleep on the couch is irrelevant.
(But he'll probably end up caving and letting Damian take the bed anyway. That usually happened.)]
What?
[There's so many things to pick apart about that claim-- and so many things he could be reacting to. The fact that Bruce would believe in some kind of vision. That he's trying to keep Damian caged up-- that he could believe, or that Damian ever would destroy the world. Dick's well aware that Damian was... er, created, to be crude, to do just that-- but while it's a possibility, he doubts it'd ever happen.
He finally drops Damian onto the ground when it seems he's... mostly calmed down, at least.] What did you do, start building a giant robot or destroying the fine china? That's ridiculous.
[Seriously though, that's-- ridiculous. He can't imagine what Bruce must be thinking right now.]
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(But he'll probably end up caving and letting Damian take the bed anyway. That usually happened.)]
What?
[There's so many things to pick apart about that claim-- and so many things he could be reacting to. The fact that Bruce would believe in some kind of vision. That he's trying to keep Damian caged up-- that he could believe, or that Damian ever would destroy the world. Dick's well aware that Damian was... er, created, to be crude, to do just that-- but while it's a possibility, he doubts it'd ever happen.
He finally drops Damian onto the ground when it seems he's... mostly calmed down, at least.] What did you do, start building a giant robot or destroying the fine china? That's ridiculous.
[Seriously though, that's-- ridiculous. He can't imagine what Bruce must be thinking right now.]