Get used to it, Grayson. My recent growth charts project me to taller than you when I'm fully grown. A solid six feet, easy.
[ This is just a taste of the future. Although he's quick to shake his foot free of the tugging -- leave his shoelaces alone, Nightwing.
(And it says so, so much that Bruce is even thinking that far down the line. Planning for Damian to reach twelve, and fifteen, and eighteen, and longer; enough to discuss how tall he'll be, what kind of frame he'll probably have, the type of training and fighting styles that will best suit him in the long run. To even talk about the future with his son.) ]
Slack? [ Ah yes, the patented Damian Wayne sneer. ] Never. I demand excellence from my instructors, and accept only the best.
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[ This is just a taste of the future. Although he's quick to shake his foot free of the tugging -- leave his shoelaces alone, Nightwing.
(And it says so, so much that Bruce is even thinking that far down the line. Planning for Damian to reach twelve, and fifteen, and eighteen, and longer; enough to discuss how tall he'll be, what kind of frame he'll probably have, the type of training and fighting styles that will best suit him in the long run. To even talk about the future with his son.) ]
Slack? [ Ah yes, the patented Damian Wayne sneer. ] Never. I demand excellence from my instructors, and accept only the best.
[ Get on his level, Kent. ]