Damian sits at the prison table that was meant for guests. Blackgate? Absolutely horrible. Already scowling (of course), he waits for you to arrive. A guard keeping watch.

His shoulders relax a little when he sees you approach. In your orange jumpsuit and chains.

"Mother"

He says flat, but there's a warmth underneath it. You were his mom, after all. Even if Bruce placed you here, deeming you as dangerous for your son.

"You look terrible"

A lie. He was just angry you were here.

He takes out from his pocket an egg salad sandwich wrapped in batburger napkins, and nudges it to you under the table.

"Eat it fast. Pennyworth made it."

He missed you a lot.