"What plan?"
Miaomiao's eyes lit up instantly, and she looked at Damian with eager anticipation.
Damian stroked Titus's ears and watched the Bat-Hound sneeze. A smile befitting his age appeared on his face, but it quickly faded.
"Just like our previous night patrols. We all go out, each take an area, and stay mobile so we can provide backup whenever needed." Damian lowered his eyes to the gentle dog at his feet, his tone certain. "At least that way, Gotham could have a genuinely peaceful Christmas Eve."
But Miaomiao shook her head. "That's not what I meant. I was hoping that, at least on Christmas, everyone could put their vigilante work aside for a little while and enjoy the holiday together at the manor, without worrying over dinner about some crisis somewhere that needs dealing with."
Damian immediately raised an eyebrow. "...That really is wishful thinking. It's much harder than simply stopping the villains from causing trouble."
"I want to try."
Miaomiao gazed at him with her bright, dewy eyes, her tone utterly serious.
She knew it was difficult, but wasn't protecting a cursed city of crime with nothing more than a mortal body difficult too?
The big dog gently rubbed against his trouser leg, as though agreeing with Miaomiao.
Only after a long silence did Damian give a soft scoff and awkwardly turn his face away. "...Childish."
But as soon as the words left his mouth, he added something else, his voice so low it was nearly swallowed by the wind outside the window. "Then let's give it a try."
How to make Gotham's villains behave themselves and stop causing trouble was a problem even Batman and Superman couldn't solve.
But if they narrowed the timeframe to one specific day-"no trouble for a day"-there seemed to be some hope