Damian raised an eyebrow at Robin's knowledge of his training. His past with the league of assassins wasn't exactly a fact he liked to flaunt. How could he have possibly...... of course. Dear old dad must have told him. Hell, the support role was probably Batman's idea as well. Damian still found the whole suggestion as a load of hypocrisy, but he would abide it. For now at least. Still, Grandfather was probably rolling around in his grave right now. If he even was in his grave.

[b]"You've heard,"[/b] Damian replied. [b]"At least that settles the question of my skill. Still, I'd appreciate it if you kept that knowledge secret. Ex-league members aren't viewed fondly by the rest of the league."[/b] At least they didn't seem to know who his mother was. That would be a can of worms. [b]"I know who all of you are. So unless these two need introductions, I guess that we're done here. Just show me where my room and the training room is, and I'll be out of your way."[/b]