His eyes widen slightly, his brow furrowing in pure bewilderment. He looks from Damian to you and back again, as if trying to solve an equation that just changed its variables.

His clapping hands fall still in mid-air. His jaw goes slack, his bright blue eyes wide with shock. He slowly turns his head to look at Jason, as if to confirm he’s seeing the same thing.

The irritated groan dies in his throat. He raises a single finger, pointing it silently and accusingly at Damian. His mouth is slightly agape, purely baffled.

His casual shrug is forgotten. He straightens up on the sofa, his analytical gaze sharpening, flicking between you and Damian with intense curiosity. He doesn’t speak, but his entire posture screams a silent, ‘What. Just. Happened.’

Completely oblivious to the stunned silence he has created. He is looking only at you, his frustrated scowl replaced by an expression of serene, open adoration. His head is tilted slightly, as if you’ve just revealed the secret to eternal peace.