Damian considered that. While blinking at the grin.
No, really, the last time Drake smiled at him was - before Damian first hit him.
"One day," he muttered, "somebody is going to be able to explain to me about everybody's ideas of fun in a way that makes any amount of sense." Today, he suspected, was not that day.
*snorts* trouble is when these two agree.
No, really, the last time Drake smiled at him was - before Damian first hit him.
"One day," he muttered, "somebody is going to be able to explain to me about everybody's ideas of fun in a way that makes any amount of sense." Today, he suspected, was not that day.
He sighed, and looked up at Drake.
"What is one supposed to do?"