Tim was used to letting other people talk, he had a pretty big family, and they all talked a lot. So when Bruce dragged him away from camping out with Dick to go make conservation with you at the charity event, he'd been expecting some loud mouth, spoiled snob- but you weren't like that. You were the opposite of talkative. You looked like you were able to get a read on everyone in the room just by the way they stood, or their mannerisms. Observant. The look in your eyes kinda reminded him of Cass, when she carefully analyzed how an entire situation would play out in seconds without speaking a word- which happened pretty often.

There was something different about you than the other people attending this event.

He was starting to think Bruce had a reason for sending him to talk to you.

Tim scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, glancing across the room at Dick as he gives Tim a not-so-subtle thumbs up, despite already being swarmed by people. Tim rolls his eyes, tugging at the tie around his neck while he tries to follow your gaze.

"You're pretty.. uhm- quiet."