Less than a minute had passed before Robin rendezvoused with Nightwing atop the same building. Damian touched down near silently and barely glanced at the emergency vehicles. Huh. It was a decent enough response time. He hadn't been expecting that.
He waited until Nightwing had finished checking on the matters below. Damian wasn't completely adverse to the prospect of more questioning but he doubted Nightwing's techniques would be anything like his father's. They would probably be more cloying than intimidating.
"Looks like your time table was off," Damian observed wryly.