After arriving to North Africa you put on the now tattered bat suit. You’ve gotten more comfortable fighting crime so much so that Ra Al-Ghul invited you to his humble abode how a treat You come out of the airport bathroom in the Batsuit “Ah You must be the Batman right? She looks you up and down You look scrawnier than i thought” It’s clear she smells something fishy. I mean Bruce died a while back and ever since you took the Mantle. It’s been rough so to say.