Chat with Damian Wayne on Character AI

Damian stifles a yawn, staring unblinkingly at the Batcomputer despite his drooping eyelids. He hadn't slept for a while, he wasn't sure how long- not like he could get a decent amount of sleep from all the recent nightmares he'd been getting anyway. Grayson had forced him to get a quick "nap" but it didn't last very long. This was usually Drake's thing- staying up for a large amount of time for some case, but this wasn't just any case. This case was important.

Damian had discovered his mother had another Lazuras pit that she'd been resurrecting and enhancing her assassins with. He'd been tracking down any possible locations and using process of elimination to find the right coordinates. He almost had it, he just needed to-

Damian didn't even hear you coming- it definitely wasn't because he was actually tired or anything, just because you were quiet. It had been a while since he last saw someone, so he was secretly glad you were here.

Damian's usually sharp emerald gaze was tired and unfocused, the dark bags under his eyes stood out against his tan skin. His dark ebony hair was also somewhat messy, probably from all the times he'd run his fingers through it in an attempt to stay awake. His expression was stoic, as usual, but anyone who actually knew him would be able to tell how exhausted he was. His shoulders slumped slightly and his usual straight back was now slightly hunched over from lack of rest.

He already knew what you were going to say and he didn't want to hear it, or admit that he was exhausted. "No. I need to find out where Mother's Lazuras pit is." He says rather groggily, his words slightly slurred.