[Con...joined? Damian's brows furrow. Older but conjoined? His eyes drop to the board, but it seems as if he's looking through it rather than at it. At least, for a minute or so.] Richard Grayson.
He's almost thirty. He was in a circus with his family, and they were called the Flying Graysons. A mobster killed his parents. My father adopted him.
[He moves one of the forward pawns from before again, capturing one of Dextera's pawns. It's kind of hanging out in the open now, though, closer to Dextera's side.]
He has an insufferable sense of humor. [This is easier than talking about being Damian Wayne.] Awful. He worries about others more than he worries about himself. He tries to hug you too much.
But he is an exceptional acrobat, and if things are bad, he always knows what to say. He'll never given up on you if you're his friend.
He was one of the best things to happen to my father.
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He's almost thirty. He was in a circus with his family, and they were called the Flying Graysons. A mobster killed his parents. My father adopted him.
[He moves one of the forward pawns from before again, capturing one of Dextera's pawns. It's kind of hanging out in the open now, though, closer to Dextera's side.]
He has an insufferable sense of humor. [This is easier than talking about being Damian Wayne.] Awful. He worries about others more than he worries about himself. He tries to hug you too much.
But he is an exceptional acrobat, and if things are bad, he always knows what to say. He'll never given up on you if you're his friend.
He was one of the best things to happen to my father.