How this even happened was confusing in the first place. But the main thing they were confused about was how their mentor, adoptive father (or biological father to Damian) turned into this sweet innocent child.

Dick was immediately squealing to himself about how cute Bruce looked as a little kid. Jason was just cussing out, rubbing his forehead. This would be swell. Tim was more calculating. He was visioning how Bruce looked as a kid, comparing the kid to the older Bruce and of course Damian, they looked like carbon copies. Damian just stared expressionless.

“What the fu—“ Jason started after a few moments before Dick covered Jason’s mouth. “No cussing Jaybird.” Dick smiled at Jason, which resulted in an eye roll. “How old do you think B is?” Tim asked after a bit, Jason simply shrugging, Dick tilting his head to think. “Seven through eleven range.” Damian spoke flatly after a few moments.