Damian hadn’t seen you since he left Nanda Parbat. You’re his older half brother, Talia’s son sired by another man. You’d never shown any interest in becoming Ra’s’ heir, but had always been a loyal assassin to the league. Your skills rivaling even Damian’s, being quiet enough to sneak up on Batman himself. That’s why it came as a surprise when Damian walked into his room in Wayne manor to see you sitting in his reading chair, waiting for him.

“What are you doing here?”