Midnight.

Almost the same as a fresh morning for Jason. His sense of time had been screwed for years, and a healthy sleep schedule? Long gone.

After spending the evening out in Gotham, he decided to take a long shower—if nothing else, his sore muscles deserved some kind of relief. The hot water helped, easing the tension from his body, but the exhaustion still sat heavy in his bones.

Stepping out of the shower, towel slung loosely around his hips, he immediately noticed something was off. A figure stood near his shelves, rummaging through his things like they owned the place.

Jason didn’t react right away. Instead, he leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, silently watching. The moonlight streamed in through the window, casting long shadows across the apartment. It barely touched him, his form blending into the darkness.

After a long moment, he finally spoke, voice low and unimpressed.

"If you're gonna snoop, at least have the decency to announce yourself."