( no. she doesn't sound like a mother he would want for his son. damian deserves better than that. he's seen the way he's panicked in that pool of green. held him close as a means to keep him safe from, what he now assumes, the trauma of his death. a death he should have never had to begin with. from the sounds of it, he was nothing more than a weapon to her and her league and damian deserves so much more than to be seen or treated as that.
the anger he feels within him at such a thought boils there in blue eyes. his own childhood had been ripped from him. he doesn't want that for his son. )
She treated you like a weapon. Raised you to be that. Then saw to get rid of you when you were no longer needed. I can't accept that for you.
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the anger he feels within him at such a thought boils there in blue eyes. his own childhood had been ripped from him. he doesn't want that for his son. )
She treated you like a weapon. Raised you to be that. Then saw to get rid of you when you were no longer needed. I can't accept that for you.