Damian expects a lot, doesn't he?

Raph is still perched like a green gargoyle, on the edge of the fire escape. He's listening for the ambulance... Crappy neighborhood, gonna take a while, so he may be there for longer then Damian expects him to be.

He glances down and then blinks once, mock surprise on his green face. "Oh, were you talking? Sorry, kiddo, didn't notice."