[ He stays where he is and listens to Damian lie, watches the way Damian's face scrunches up, and considers a quick roll, a scuffle, a light sparring match: anything to get Damian out of his head for a moment.
But Damian might need to be in his head, right now. This stuff isn't going anywhere, and there's no use in avoiding it.
Dick's own brow scrunches in a moment of confusion, before his whole expression turns lightly exasperated. ]
I'm not replacing you with Babs. Or anyone.
[ You'll always be my Robin. He's said it before, he'll say it a million times if he has to. ]
It's not like you're replacing me with Bruce, right?
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But Damian might need to be in his head, right now. This stuff isn't going anywhere, and there's no use in avoiding it.
Dick's own brow scrunches in a moment of confusion, before his whole expression turns lightly exasperated. ]
I'm not replacing you with Babs. Or anyone.
[ You'll always be my Robin. He's said it before, he'll say it a million times if he has to. ]
It's not like you're replacing me with Bruce, right?