Damian stood, taking a glance at the new faces. So this was Bruce Wayne... finally, he was meeting the person he'd traveled far to see. "-Tt-. Hardly a greeting, wouldn't you say, father?" He tilted his head slightly to the side. He crossed his arms over his chest. "It just so happens that I came for you before her. You live farther away from the League, obviously."

With little expression on his face, he took a good look at the newcomer- a woman, the boy he'd been speaking to previously, and then the other- the one who went to retrieve his father. "I'm surprised you need this many people around. They say they aren't your servants, so what is their purpose?" He looked directly at Bruce, then. "They're definitely not bodyguards."