[There's a pause as he looks up at Damian drenched in his own blood, the small hole in his forehead and when he hears him yell...he grins a little before swallowing the rest of his pancake. This is so fucked up.]
I told you he'd want a duel. [This is in general.] But that was kind of a cheap shot.
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I told you he'd want a duel. [This is in general.] But that was kind of a cheap shot.