( really, what the shit is wrong with damian? he lets damian pull him down, because sure, why not--but jon leans back up quickly enough, dragging damian up with him if he doesn't let go, eyes narrowing. )
Oh, sorry, I must have you confused with another super short Robin. ( his arms cross over his chest, eyes rolling before they focus back down on damian, lips turning up into a small smirk. ) But you're the only one, aren't you? All the other Robins're . . ( he looks up a bit, doing his best to mentally picture just how tall they were, but--it's not like he's met any of them personally, so. )
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Oh, sorry, I must have you confused with another super short Robin. ( his arms cross over his chest, eyes rolling before they focus back down on damian, lips turning up into a small smirk. ) But you're the only one, aren't you? All the other Robins're . . ( he looks up a bit, doing his best to mentally picture just how tall they were, but--it's not like he's met any of them personally, so. )