Funny-- [He takes in a breath of composure, drops his hands down away from his face.] and here I left my hypnos at home.
[Well, it's not as if Damian could break his face if you couldn't see his face. Not that he had actually left it at home. That'd just be ridiculous.
For a moment he sits there in silence-- and in the next he swings his legs down and over his current perch on the ceiling beam, pushing off and landing on the ground with a clap of his shoes but still with the poise of posture and position he's always had.]
...When we were fighting off Professor Pyg, you were down for weeks about how you couldn't save Sacrlet-- you didn't want anybody to know how badly it got to you. That time when I brought Bruce's fake body to the Lazarus Pit... after he came back to the manor and attacked you and Alfie you didn't let it go for months. Especially not after you had to beat him back-- even though I had to come swing in and save you in the end.
[He smiles, keeps his tone light, though it's all bittersweet, all held back-- memories he used to be fond of that he's since tried to bury away so he wouldn't have to think about them anymore.]
You... You were trying to keep the Heretic off of me when you-- [Yeah, that's right... Of course he remembered. Bruce had gone through a simulation of that day so many times...]
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[Well, it's not as if Damian could break his face if you couldn't see his face. Not that he had actually left it at home. That'd just be ridiculous.
For a moment he sits there in silence-- and in the next he swings his legs down and over his current perch on the ceiling beam, pushing off and landing on the ground with a clap of his shoes but still with the poise of posture and position he's always had.]
...When we were fighting off Professor Pyg, you were down for weeks about how you couldn't save Sacrlet-- you didn't want anybody to know how badly it got to you. That time when I brought Bruce's fake body to the Lazarus Pit... after he came back to the manor and attacked you and Alfie you didn't let it go for months. Especially not after you had to beat him back-- even though I had to come swing in and save you in the end.
[He smiles, keeps his tone light, though it's all bittersweet, all held back-- memories he used to be fond of that he's since tried to bury away so he wouldn't have to think about them anymore.]
You... You were trying to keep the Heretic off of me when you-- [Yeah, that's right... Of course he remembered. Bruce had gone through a simulation of that day so many times...]
...We were the best, Damian. Remember?