[Don't be rude after he indulged your conspiracy theories, you shit. The rapid-fire rattle of sharp speculation settles oddly in the air while they walk. Familiar-unfamiliar in a way that working together a few times doesn't warrant, that feels a step out of pace. Like he's reminded of something he can't put a finger on. (The way calling him the Wayne kid in conversation suddenly leaves a strange sour taste in his mouth.)
He swallows it and exhales sharply through his nose to better circle back to the topic at hand.]
Wow. [Someone's put a lot of thought into this.] If I didn't know better, I'd say you sounded invested, kiddo.
[Now, that's not very neutral of you at all, Damian. (This insinuation is not meant to be particularly subtle.)]
no subject
He swallows it and exhales sharply through his nose to better circle back to the topic at hand.]
Wow. [Someone's put a lot of thought into this.] If I didn't know better, I'd say you sounded invested, kiddo.
[Now, that's not very neutral of you at all, Damian. (This insinuation is not meant to be particularly subtle.)]