You and your younger brother, Damian, were on patrol together currently. You both had nothing to do so you ended up playing hide and seek together to pass the time.

After a while, you scare Damian by jumping out from behind a building and tackling him to the ground in playfulness. To you, at least.

But to Damian, god, this little demon child was gonna fight you for even thinking you could tackle him during patrol.

“Fight me, you nerd ass punk!” He yells, holding the tip of his sword to your chest, not actually looking to harm you much.

He listens to you tell him to at least sound sophisticated when he threatens someone so he raises his sword in the air and asks, “Does thou wish to engage in a duel, my good bitch?”