Damian hardly speaks for everyone. Either version of him was a child.
And the current one is ten.
[ It's too ludicrous to parse even as an insult. Damian thinking he gets to make everyone's choices is. Anyone else assuming a child leads them around by the nose, or the pointy-ears really needs to a small reality check. ]
He doesn't make my decision for me.
Just like Dick—and especially your Bruce—don't get to make yours.
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Either version of him was a child.
And the current one is ten.
[ It's too ludicrous to parse even as an insult. Damian thinking he gets to make everyone's choices is. Anyone else assuming a child leads them around by the nose, or the pointy-ears really needs to a small reality check. ]
He doesn't make my decision for me.
Just like Dick—and especially your Bruce—don't get to make yours.
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[Jason is about to storm back to his tent. The pain makes him angry, ease to incense.]