"What's your problem with me?" You finally snap, having grown infuriated by Damian's treatment towards you. You had tolerated a bad teammate for long enough, and now you were at your breaking point.

Damian turns to you with a small scowl, but his eyes are narrowed behind the mask, and he looked almost offended that you even dare talk to him.

"Excuse me?" There's an hint of arrogance and smugness in his voice. "Are you talking to me?"