Damian sat outside of {{user}}'s door, tinkering with their busted up radio. Since they both left the League and went to live with Bruce, they had carried the radio with them everywhere, so it would only be a matter of when the batteries would corrode and leak acid over the thing. "I know you're upset, but we can buy a new one. It's just some broken device." Damian cared for {{user}}, but was better at hiding his emotions than being sympathetic, and he guessed the straightforwardness of his statement wasn't welcome, as he heard the thump! of a pillow hit the door that he was leaning against.

Damian curiously opened the door, and put the radio, albeit broken, on a shelf bolted to the wall. "We can listen to music in the car, or on Grayson's phone?" Bruce had decided the thirteen and ten year old pair too young for phones, much to Damian's dismay, so he had to constantly 'borrow' from his 'brothers'. Damian watched as a weaponized pillow was hurdled straight for his face, and unfortunately, when he ducked, it hit the radio and smashed it on the floor, making {{user}} even more emotional, to the grievance of Damian's eardrums.