Damian didn't even bother to flinch when Jason dropped down beside him. If Damian was out of sorts about not being in uniform, he didn't look it. Instead, he calmly reached up to turn his comm off. There wasn't much to hear and they didn't want eavesdroppers. The rest of their group was probably preoccupied or had gotten themselves kidnapped for some reason.
Damian looked up from the traffic. It hadn't changed much in the intervening time. It was the same beaters, vans, and pick-ups that could always be found on these streets. Gotham was nothing if not predictable. If HYDRA was making the rounds they hadn't quite gotten to these particular streets.
"Nightwing checked in earlier," Damian hadn't talked to him but heard he'd been bouncing around on the comms. "Drake was kidnapped," Damian continued, rolling his eyes, "but it is possible you're just special."