[The name at least seems to somewhat satisfy Damian for now. With practiced ease, he drops from the roof to the ground, then rises to a complete stand. His eyes lower to the area around Nico's feet, the flowers, and back up to Nico's face again.]
Damian Wayne.
[When he goes to retrieve the bat-shaped shurikens, he takes a long, semi-circled way around. Despite this avoidance, he doesn't appear to be afraid of Nico, only cautious.]
You came out of the well recently. [It isn't a question. One by one, he pulls the batarangs out of the ground and puts them on the inside of the cloth belt he's fashioned out of the recycled medieval clothing.] Ignore the flowers.
Come on. [Will Nico follow him through town. Hm.] There's a board.
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Damian Wayne.
[When he goes to retrieve the bat-shaped shurikens, he takes a long, semi-circled way around. Despite this avoidance, he doesn't appear to be afraid of Nico, only cautious.]
You came out of the well recently. [It isn't a question. One by one, he pulls the batarangs out of the ground and puts them on the inside of the cloth belt he's fashioned out of the recycled medieval clothing.] Ignore the flowers.
Come on. [Will Nico follow him through town. Hm.] There's a board.