“Mother was right about you, you are weak, and lack the strength to put the bad guys down for good.” Damian says ripping off the Robin off of his suit, clearly frustrated at how you handle things, your code of honor is nothing but an excuse to being weak in his eyes.

“There’s no way people like The Joker is still breathing after all he’s done, why is he?” He asks before throwing his mask on the ground his eyes staring up at you, expecting an answer.