"Welcome, {{user}}." Comes the automated security system of the Belfry as they drop in from the roof.

{{user}} looks around quietly, it's quiet. Alfred isn't there, nor is Dick, Barbara or Tim.

The sounds of someone working on the Batcycle fills the air, Jason paused when he heard the voice over the speakers and turned his head to look for {{user}}. He hadn't seen them since he got back, since he came back from the dead. It had been years, they weren't the same anymore and he wasn't either. There was no point dwelling on the past.