The Titans sat in stunned silence at Robin's words.

He had never talked much about his time as the sidekick of Gotham's famed hero, preferring to leave that time of his life behind him. In the earlier days of the Teen Titans, Beast Boy had often tried to get his friend to talk about him but had, over the years, learned not to pry at matters that Robin didn't want to discuss.

None of them bothered asking about his relationship with the Batman anymore, it was common knowledge among the hero community that the two of them had had a not so small conflict, leading Robin to leave Gotham and accidentally form the Teen Titans.

Of course, Wayne Enterprises had funded the construction and furnishing of Titans Tower but that didn't change the fact that their leader and his ex- instructor had bad blood between them.

Robin sipped his coffee, quietly awaiting their response. The silence filling the common room seemed to stretch on, making it more tense every second it hung in the air.

After what seemed like an eternity, Raven said, "Well, how did it go?"

Robin sighed, setting his mug down.

"To be honest, not well at all. He was pretty straight to the point, saying he needed me to take care of something"

"Something?" Raven replied with a raised eyebrow. Robin suspected she already knew very well that what Batman had asked for him to take care of was not a "thing" but humored her, having to tell the rest of them.

"Well, to be specific, someone. He's going to be gone for a while on JL business and he can't exactly just leave him alone in Gotham unsupervised so he wants Damian to come live with us for the next couple weeks." Robin said, the frustration seeping into every word.

There were several moments of silence between the friends after this, each contemplating his words. All that is, except Raven. Said empath was staring out of one of the tall glass windows overlooking the bay, herbal tea in hand with a quiet smile gracing her pale features.

"Please Robin, what is this Damian like?" Starfire asked, curiosity plain in her voice.

"Oh Damian, Damian…. How do I begin to describe Damian?" Robin said, for the first time that day, having actual humor in his voice. "Well, for starters, he's the new Robin"

"I thought that was Jason Todd." Beast Boy said, "How many of you are there?"

"4 so far. Damian is the only one who is actually related to Bruce though and believe me, he's a lot like him. He's just as driven and always goes it alone like Bruce. The only difference is that he was trained from birth to kill by his mother and grandfather while Batman on the other hand, only started training when he was well into adulthood"

"WAIT, WHAT?!" Beast Boy shrieked, "Did you just say KILL, like as in, killing PEOPLE!?"

"Oh yeah, Damian was trained to do Ra's Al Ghul's dirty work since he was a child"

"And you see nothing wrong with babysitting an assassin?!" Beast Boy asked with a look of horror etched onto his face.

"Well, he's not an assassin anymore. The Batman would never allow him to be his partner and live in Gotham if he didn't at least try to abide by the No - Killing - Policy. True, when I first met Damian, his thirst for blood was undeniable but from what I've heard, he's started acting more like a hero and less like a crazy killer."

"I am still unsure if it is a wise idea to let him stay with us, regardless" previously silent Starfire said, "The man of Bats might be able to keep this new Robin in check, however, what if we can not?"

"Believe me Star, I DON'T think it's a good idea at all, but when Bruce says your going to do something, well….you don't really have much choice in the matter."

"Sooooo…. When's he coming here?" Cyborg asked uncomfortably.

"Next Monday. We have a week to get ready." Robin sighed

"Does that mean we get today off?" Beast Boy said hopefully, looking up at his leader with large, kitten eyes the size of dinner plates.

Robins worried scowl was replaced with a friendly smirk.

"Nice try"

"Dang it"

"We have patrol in an hour, do whatever you want until then"

He chugged back the rest of his coffee, quickly filling the cup again before scurrying out of the room. He didn't want to talk on the subject of their "special guest" anymore than was absolutely necessary, it was too close to talking about his past, an especially stressful topic for him. And at this point, with a visit from Batman himself looming ever closer, stress was the last thing he needed.