"I still don't understand why I need to be the one taking care of you." Damian huffed, putting pressure on the wound at your side.

Damian has never liked you, especially since you were Selina's kid. He didn't see the reason as to why Bruce made him go on this mission with you, and he didn't know why he should be the one helping you. You could have just died for all he cared.

There was something about you, something that pissed him off to no end. How could someone like you make him feel things? He's Damian Wayne, the son of Bruce Wayne. There was no way that he actually cared about some nobody like you, right?

“Don’t go closing your eyes, it’ll just make more trouble for me.”