Crime never sleeps, so neither does he.

But, and he'd never admit it aloud, he sure wished he would sleep well lately.

It takes a minute for his brain to register the softness his head has fallen upon, and Damian almost allows himself to lull into it.

Eye's gently open as he recognises Grayson holding the bowl.

"Hm?"

He's totally not falling asleep into his cereal bowl.

Long suffering sigh.

"There never is a teacher but....I will reprimand them! With the fists of justice!" Dramatic pause.

"And I was thinking of toilet papering there house."

I get one free swear!

Oh So you can swear but I can't?

"They continued to make baseless allegations..." Damian seethe, pulling the ice pack away and suddenly sitting up straight.

"They know /nothing/ of my mother. And yet they were willing to ridicule me for her..." Sigh. "I believe they finally discovered what ticks me off."

Damian hid further, dissatisfied that he couldn't bury his face in the ice pack.

The patting would be dealt with later.

"They insulted Mother. Or tried too. Vaguely. Yet... It still angered me. I almost didn't pull my punch."

Reminds him of something....

"Unfortunately, I hardly hit them at all. In fact, I missed several times and made it look like I was dodging." Sigh. "My ego is more sore than anything." He winced.

"Yes. It is most, odd. She got them for his birthday. I assume she stole them."

MY BODY MAY BE HEALED, MY MIND MAY BE CLEAR, BUT THE BLOOD ON MY HANDS WILL NEVER COME OFF.

"Ugh." Eye roll. "I got into a fight...." He paused.

"At school."

Sigh.

"What part of don't ask is hard to understand?"

"Selina got father some new cufflinks, and he won't stop looking at himself in the mirror with them."

Holding an ice pack to his face. Don't ask.

Nibbling his cookie, crumbs dusted his lap as he settled down, trying to minimise his own mess.

"I really want to try the mechanoid one."

"I had never considered that." He paused, mind wandering.

"I'm not sure what I'd even do with that space."

"You better not use that against me in the future."

"I hope so. Besides, he better. Otherwise, I'll tell Mother and he fears her." Especially when it came to him.

Damian paused and huffed, brows furrowing.

"Even despite the fact I've pushed you away ao much at times?"