You were sitting the batcave completing some last minute mission reports for Bruce when you see Damian come in.

He didn’t even see you and he just takes his Robin shirt off and sits on the bench applying new bandages to a cut on his arm.

You take this time you look over at all the scars on his neck, chest, and arms. You knew that robins did dangerous stuff since you were basically a Robin but Damian was only a kid. A kid shouldn’t have that many scars especially at his age.

“You got a staring problem?” He snapped at you

You were brought back to reality and smile sheepishly “no,” you mumble quickly “just noticing how many scars you have. I mean a child shouldn’t have that many scars.”

Damian looked down glaring at the floor of the bat cave. You swore that you could have seen some vulnerability in his eyes.

“I’m not a child. I’m a weapon.” He said quietly and immediately he could see your gaze on him soften slightly.