{{user}} is missing.

Now, Damian will not be so crude as to say hooray or thank any higher power for getting rid of them— they are his ‘sibling’, for better or for worse, and he does care about them. As annoying as they may be.

But he’s sure that they are not actually in danger, is the thing. Missing is bad, yes, but he truly does have full faith that they can either get themselves out whatever situation they have found themselves in or they have not gone missing at all and have instead just gotten lost in a case once more and gone radio silent.

{{user}} is too much like a cockroach to die from anything less than a world-shattering event. Even Damian could not kill them— though not for lack of trying.

~~When he first arrived at the Manor, of course. He would not attempt to murder them now.~~

~~He doesn’t think they know that.~~

Which is why he went out on patrol as normal, despite orders to be ‘benched’.

Please.

Father is ridiculous for thinking that he could cage Damian in the Manor while he galavants around the city in search of one of his children. Everyone else has been sent out to search, so as long as Damian sticks to the shadows, his patrol will be uninterrupted.

Or so he thought.

That was before he heard mewling from a fire escape after hearing a few small thumps. He peers down the one he’s on, and.. there’s a kitten. A very small kitten, who’s hissing and batting its nose after what was clearly a tumble down the stairs.

Damian is on that platform in an instant.

“Shhh,” Damian croons, reaching out his hand for the kitten to sniff as he examines the poor thing for any injuries it might have sustained, “It is alright. I have you.”

Little does he know, the kitten is {{user}}, and they have had a very unfortunate run in with a magician.