[To Damian, Richard Grayson will always be Richard Grayson, no matter the universe or timeline. The barb he had thrown out upon their first meeting about an alternate universe Grayson not being the same had been a full fledged lie born from anger and frustration. He had wanted to mean it, but he didn't-couldn't-not with Grayson standing there in front of him and offering him friendship. Because this Grayson had already proven himself to be exactly what he would expect of the Richard Grayson he knew. Foolishly friendly, kind, and willing to look beyond Damian's past.
He doesn't know what his relationship was like with the Damian who came before, but he has already surmised that the former Damian had been younger. Perhaps only by a few months, but a few months made all the difference when they concerned living, training, and fighting by Grayson's side. The momentary look of shock on his face is enough to show he doesn't really know.
He doesn't know what he means to Damian. Grayson has no idea what'd he done for him.]
Tt. Of course you don't. [The derision is half-hearted and his chest hurts. No matter the universe, he was still the one who always believed in him.
Foolish Grayson. Damian swallows through a tight throat. He closes his eyes for a moment and then opens them again, having come to a decision. He already knows both secrets Damian kept from the younger Grayson and he was still choosing to trust him.
It was only fair to return the favor. (and he hates it being a secret. Hates it more than he can put into words. Damian's past might not be what others wanted it to be, but he had never been ashamed.]
Does the League of Assassins exist in your universe?
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He doesn't know what his relationship was like with the Damian who came before, but he has already surmised that the former Damian had been younger. Perhaps only by a few months, but a few months made all the difference when they concerned living, training, and fighting by Grayson's side. The momentary look of shock on his face is enough to show he doesn't really know.
He doesn't know what he means to Damian. Grayson has no idea what'd he done for him.]
Tt. Of course you don't. [The derision is half-hearted and his chest hurts. No matter the universe, he was still the one who always believed in him.
Foolish Grayson. Damian swallows through a tight throat. He closes his eyes for a moment and then opens them again, having come to a decision. He already knows both secrets Damian kept from the younger Grayson and he was still choosing to trust him.
It was only fair to return the favor. (and he hates it being a secret. Hates it more than he can put into words. Damian's past might not be what others wanted it to be, but he had never been ashamed.]
Does the League of Assassins exist in your universe?