Hear me out. So Dick and Jason have always known languages. Dick from his time traveling with the circus and Jason from his time sneaking into the library and devouring all types of books when he was still on the streets.
And because of this, they could connect more easily due to their shared love of language. (Cannon can kiss my ass thank you very much.)
They made it a point to learn new languages together, so much so that they even passed Bruce in the number of languages they knew and spoke.
This is the driving factor that brings them close when Jason comes from the whole dead and resurrected drama.
The problem comes that they think everyone speaks the same languages. Like they'll be speaking English one minute then the switch it up to Swahili because they forgot a word in English and then carry on speaking in a different language until they forget a word again and change languages.
Bruce is the only one who can mildly keep up with them, but other than that his completely lost because of the shear speed the switch up the language.
It gets irritating when they're all at the dinner table and the two oldest forget the names of simple things. Like salt.
"Hey Demon spar. Pass the *snaps fingers as he tries to remember the name* the 鹽 (jim4) [Cantonese]."
And poor Damian is so lost so he looks to Dick and Dick goes "άλας (álas) [Greek]" as if that's any better. And the poor baby is just so confused, so he looks to his baba because his baba should know but his baba also looks confused. And Alfred, bless his soul knows Greek so he goes, "The salt Master Damian. Master Jason is asking for the salt."
And the whole table is also very confused and irritated by this whole exchange.
When the eldest two argue, it's explosive and physical and confusing because of the mess of languages, and the only time you hear a spark of English is when one has a black eye and the other has a nose bleed and their both laying on their backs and the only words exchanged is, "Fuck you dickface." and, "Love you too Jay."
They hug it out then throw the middle finger over their backs, limp out the room and opposite ways of the hallway.
All this happens in the full view of the family and nobody asks what words were exchanged, nobody asks what they were fighting about, they just sit shell shocked, each and everytime.
Except Bruce, who gets majority of what was said. He sits with his head in his hands and let's out a dispointed sigh. "All this ruckes because of cake." He stands so he can go call his therapist (Clark).
