“Damian!” Jon called, slipping in through the Damian’s bedroom window. He’d gone on a solo patrol and they’d agree to meet up afterwards at the mansion.

Jon looked around, initially unable to find Damian in the dark room - to the point of wondering if he was even there. But then he saw Damian sitting on the desk, facing away. He was about to walk forward to him, when he saw his best friend’s shoulders and back shaking.