Damian watched as the man in front of him eating (if that's what he calls eating) takeout that Camille had ordered. The Wolverine. Well, it wasn't what Damian expected from him. He actually seemed… normal. This was totally messing with Damian's mind. He could actually see that father-daughter connection he and Camille shared.
"So how's everything at the mansion?" Camille asked as she played with her food with her chopsticks.
"Good, actually. They all miss them, don't see why you don't move back there or at least move close by. Maybe move in with Murdock." her father said as he slurped up his noodles.
"You know I can't dad, I have a responsibility now." she said as she was clearly taking about little Damian.
"I didn't say you can't bring him, obviously I brought you with me everywhere."
"Yes but I can't have Damian leave Gotham. Gotham needs him." after being in his own little world, Damian snapped out of it.
"Wait, what's going on?" Damian said and both Camille and her father looked at her.
"How would you feel moving to New York? With Camille of course." her father asked him. Damian's eyebrow crocked a bit.
"Then how would I get here? To patrol the city with Grayson?" before her father got to answer, she jumped it.
"Don't worry about that honey, my father just misses seeing me around the mansion is all. He's a bit drunk actually." Camille said with a smile and patted her father's head. "We aren't moving." Her father let out a grunt.
"Well at least visit us sometimes, and bring the kid too." he grunted out.
"I do visit though." she argued.
"Visiting Murdock isn't very visiting, its one night standing."
"It isn't one night standing if we've done it more than once!" she implied, her face began to redden.
"Wait, who is this Murdock?" Damian asked.
"Camille's boyfriend." he threw out there
"He's not my boyfriend! He's my friend!" she pointed out.
"A friend that you sleep with?" he said with a smirk on his face.
"Dad, you shouldn't be talking!"
After all their bickering, Damian spoke.
"Who is Murdock?" he repeated.
"A friend of mine. Um, what my father said is true, we've done things that friend usually don't do, but he is my friend. He lives in the neighborhood of Hell's Kitchen in Manhattan, New York."
"New York? So when you came home that night, you were with him?"
"Yes." she admitted.
"Wow, well you shouldn't really sneak out to see him, why not invite him over." Camille gave him a shocked expression.
"You'd let me do that?" she asked in shock.
"Yeah, I mean I want to meet this Murdock guy. To make sure he's an ok guy for you hang around with." he said with a smirk on his face.
"I'm glad you see it that way and I'm glad you're actually wanting to meet him… but there's one problem." she sighed out.
"Hmm? What's that?" he asked.
"He's blind, Damian."