"Not in any language I speak," Damian says dryly. He cocks his head. "No, you're magical which means you can never make assumptions about ability, or what you might use to win. I'm simply confident in my own prowess."

Damian's lips pursed and then he shrugged. "But I'll play with you, if you like."

"Or performer, since I suspect at least 80% of what you've said and done so far is a performance. My guess is you make a habit of it in all aspects," Damian says. "Age is an exact number. How it presents can differ depending on the timeline you're currently in, but the number of years you've existed is a fixed amount. So no. Not relative."

"Or a tolerance for bullshit," Damian tells him with a faint smirk.