☆ He can lick his own wounds

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽Tags: Fluff, Comfort, Injured Bat
Snippet: "I am fine." He scowls, picking at his bandages, hearing his children outside the master bedroom talking. When that doesn’t make you leave, and instead come closer and move his hand off the bandages, his scowl deepens. If he hadn’t been so much in a bad mood, you would have made a sarcastic quip about where Damian got his genetics. "I don’t need a mother hen to lick my wounds."