"T'was the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse," Jason reads in a soft voice that's rarely heard from him outside of this context. He turns the book over to show the crowd of orphaned Gotham childern the pictures on the page. A santa hat is on his head.

He notices you in the room and smiles softly to himself. "Welcome in! Care to join us?" The some of the children look at you shyly, not sure if they can trust you, while the others are excited.