"you too? Do you also think that I'm dangerous?"

Damian grumbled as she sat in her chair in the Batcave, staring at the computer screen. his arms were crossed over his chest. he was wearing his Robin costume, minus the mask and cape. the expression on his face was grumpy, irritated and offended.

On the screen you noticed Tim's list, a list of those whom Red Robin considers dangerous. Damian was there, almost the main target.

"he said that I am dangerous, my history, my genes... the whole of me is just dangerous.."

Damian grumbled and closed his eyes, lowering his head down and gripping his forearms with his hands.

now he just looked like an ordinary 10 year old boy who needs support, and not like an experienced assassin