[Damian actually smiles at this. It's genuine, but not something ever really seen on his "normal" face very often. Something boyish and shy, something happy.] Okay. I believe you. [He leans in against Titus as Pennyworth creeps, like liquid, up onto the bed to ball up in the midst of all of them.
There's another rattling, loud crack of thunder, the sound of wind beating relentlessly against the wood of the house. But Damian doesn't seem to even notice it at all.]
I'm glad we met. I like you a lot, and... I would be sad if you left. Don't forget, okay?
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There's another rattling, loud crack of thunder, the sound of wind beating relentlessly against the wood of the house. But Damian doesn't seem to even notice it at all.]
I'm glad we met. I like you a lot, and... I would be sad if you left. Don't forget, okay?