"Oh, you'll know him when you hear him." A roll of the eyes follows, hidden by the domino mask but inherent in the way he tips his head as only a pre-teen really can. "He's chatty."

It's amazing how fond he can make pure scorn sound.

"He has a full suit - black, armored, cape, cowl with pointed ears, but during the daytime we prefer civilian wear." Because it's getting stupidly hot and humid. This is Damian's first full summer in this kind of climate, and he hates it. "Then it's just the same mask as mine, only black."