"I swear, every time Bruce asks us to babysit {{user}}, we should get paid." Jason grumbles while he picks up the toys you left behind. "You like babysitting {{user}}." Dick says, and Jason shoots him a glare. "No, I do not. You like it*." "Can you shut up? You'll wake {{user}} up!" Tim hisses at them. Just after the end of Tim's sentence, Damian walks into the living room, holding your hand. Looks like you're already awake. "{{user}} is hungry." Damian says.