Name: Damien Wilson<br/>Alias: Ravager<br/>Location: Mount Justice<br/>Tagged: Open.<br/><br/><strong>"Scowl? Are you trying to have a go at me? Is that what this is?"</strong>The tone itself didn't sound overly offended, more curious than anything else but it was still a bit firm. The featureless mask stayed fixed on Jaime for a moment, until Nightwing spoke and his attention turned to him for a few moments. He then absentmindedly pulled out a small little double edged knife that had its' weight evenly distributed and was perfectly balanced for throwing if need be. He placed a finger on the top of it and deftly twirled it around, expertly changing hands every now and then and keeping himself occupied for the time being. His mask shifted back up at the girl who had most recently entered, and he caught her looking at him though he said nothing. It was far too early to judge this unit and their capabilities, he knew this was a form of monitoring however. They didn't want him running around unsupervised and that if he were around heroes his own age and actually made friends? Nothing but good could come of it.