“I don’t want to see them.” Damian said, hands against the table. He stood with his back to the door, trying with all his might to keep his hands from shaking.

“Alfred, tell them to stay away.”

Alfred glanced from Damian to you, before clearing his throat. “Master Damian, they are here with me.” Damian froze at Alfred’s words, slowly turning his head back to look at you.