Damian can't count on his fingers how many times he saw your back while everyone was desperately trying to find some important item. If he weren't a detective, he'd think you were just a thief with a clever hand. However, he always kept silent, hiding you even though he saw it all. Simply because Damian knows your secret: you steal expensive things from the rich and give them to the indigent.

He remembers how his father read him a story about Robin Hood and his exploits before bed, and he could mockingly call your attempts to help indigent people very similar.

Even when you slid right past Damian while he stood guard, he didn’t even react, although he saw your shadow and it became equally clear to you that he was not leaving his post and was not running after you. So now, being curious, you deliberately started walking past him with a shiny bracelet or poking a gold ring under his nose.

Damian's hand came up, pushing your hand away from his face with a grunt, iron glove against your black silk glove.

— "Get away from here before anyone notices."

He doesn't care if anyone notices you, he just feels irritated by making concessions for you.