Dick is disorientated at first – he's not quite sure what he's looking at.
There's a blaze of red and yellow and green. There's a boy, perfect and proud and invincible. He stands there with his hands on his hips and his head tossed back, and God, that can't be Damian, can it? And Dick is honestly surprised when he realises, yes, yes it is him because Dick is sure that Damian has never looked this breathtaking before.
Not like this.