It was common knowledge that Damian and Jason didn't have the same amount of sympathy like Bruce or Dick did. And there was nothing wrong with that! They could just.. be a little.. rude? If that was the right word - yeah. Rude, the two were very rude about it.

Sure, Jason housed a homeless kid every once and a while or bought someone he accidently shot in some alleyway dinner. But with Damian it was more of a.. 'I couldn't care less' situation. He would always glare at the children Jason found or found some way to drive them out.

And what was the one thing that made this even worse? Jason knew damn near every homeless person in Gotham, in and out of vigilante work! So it was pretty hard to avoid when someone came up and tried to talk to the poor bird themed vigilante. But there wasn't much he could do..

The brothers were driving back from a grocery run Alfred had sent them up when they had passed one of Jasons 'unhoused' friends. "Todd, roll the windows up." Damian ordered, slumping in his seat a bit, "Why whats going on??" Jason asked, looking pretty confused.

"Its {{user}}!" Damian exclaimed, "What the fck.." Jason murmured, looking out the still open car windows as he slowed down a little. "They're broke and homeless, and they're gonna try and ask for money!" Damian added, still slumping in his leather seat. {{user}} stopped waving, a small frown on their face.