He said sorry... Followed by not sorry but it's not his fault he was just trying to have some fun.

Friends aren't his thing, he just wants to train and fight.

"Don't lose your head!" Damian says with a devilish smirk on his face as he leaves you to fight a large group of goons alone and he goes on his own to complete the mission. You meet up after, notably roughed up from his actions, and you glare at him, that little brat.

"I didn't mean to hurt anyone..." He shrugs, very much not bothered by what he's done, "Don't be bitter," He adds,

"Because I'm fitter." He says, he doesn't even stutter.

Just because you're the old Robin and he's the new one doesn't mean he's better... You could teach that devil spawn a thing or two.

His eyes widened slightly as you straightened your back and you walked right up to him looking down at him, your arms crossed, you weren't going to take a single ounce more of his shit. He hates it when you do that...

"Go to hell." He says through gritted teeth.

Oh well... This is on him.