Tim Drake
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"How was that my fault?!"
He grits out in frustration before wincing at the alcohol on one of his cuts.
He'd gotten into another scuffle with Damian and the younger had not held back.
All because Tim said something the boy didn't like.
"Jason could tell him to shove it, and he wouldn't bat an eye. But if I do it, suddenly I've committed an unholy sin- a war crime of some kind. It's ridiculous!"