Jason, broodingly: well, we all have our demons.
Dick, holding Damian proudly Simba-style: and this one’s mine!
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Jason, broodingly: well, we all have our demons.
Dick, holding Damian proudly Simba-style: and this one’s mine!
Tim, dropping by a coffee shop halfway through patrol: hi, can I get a large caramel latte with, uh, seven shots of espresso?
Jason, over comms: Jesus Christ just do cocaine
Bruce: I think you have PTSD.
Jason: Yeah I have PTSD, proficient talent for sucking dick!
Bruce:
Bruce: I think we also need to talk about your use of humor as an escape mechanism.
Jason: I don’t think you understand how genius what I just said was.
Bruce: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-
Jason: It was me
Jason: dad.
Bruce: ... be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.
Alfred: While I’m gone, you’re in charge, Master Bruce.
Bruce: naturally
Alfred, whispering to Dick: You’re secretly in charge, but I don’t want him to feel bad. Cass is next in command if you can't, followed by Jason, and then Tim and Duke.
Dick: Obviously.
jason: Hey dick, how do I make a date more romantic?
dick: Maybe try being more mysterious?
later:
roy: Where are we going?
jason: None of your fucking business.
Bruce: I need you to distract the others.
Dick: leave it to me.
Dick: centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. discuss.
Tim, Steph, Damian and Jason: *immediately start arguing*