Bruce looked up as Damian sat down. The older man immediately saw the resemblence. Damian seemed to be a perfect blend of him and Talia. He stayed silent for a moment and sipped his tea. Hopefully he wouldn't get hot headed or anything. Either of them. He set the cup down and leaned back.
"Damian," he greeted. Who else could the boy be after all? "Did you want anything? I'll buy."
He studied the younger man a little longer. "So...how old was I when you were born? I'm operating under the assumption Talia had a purpose to keep quiet on you to me. Ra's always had a plan in regards to me."
It was true. Ra's had always wanted Bruce to marry his daughter and carry on with Ra's business. But for now, he'd start off talking with Damian slow and easy.