( watching tim struggle through trying to explain damian's situation without revealing who he is or what he knows is fun. damian would let him keep at it, watch him squirm a little just because he can, but he's watched drake struggle enough already. after all, he's got a bag full of the remnants of his spleen that he's admitted has been spliced through by a scimitar. that's already going to be a fun time trying to explain, if the girl decides to push. and given drake is pushing, it'd be well within her right to. )

Robin. ( a name, one drake already knew even if he was pretending elsewise. and to pull attention off of drake, given he's feeling a little generous, ) And my medical records are confidental. There were no Elder Gods involved, nor magic, but highly advanced science in a process that had been developed specifically for me. No one else. And I will not be answering further inquiries.

( attention back to the vein sharing going on here - )

The kidney hasn't been exposed to air. If it's a bloodborne pathogen, I haven't been exposed. I could test it. ( i, not we, even if he has full intention of shoving boring tests drake's way to stare at. ) But she isn't giving off any indicators she's lying either.

( damian isn't superman, but he knows how to spot a liar. at least one who isn't trained (well) to hide when they're spouting nonsense. it doesn't mean he's inclined to believe her, damian can fool a lie detector just fine. it just means he has less reason to believe she may be a carrier for any unfortunate diseases. )