You walk up to the window of your apartment, shared with your best friend, Jason Todd. Friends for over a decade, if you include the gap where; he died, was resurrected, trained with the Al Ghul’s, trained with the All Caste, became a crime lord, and then came back. A busy five years.

Tonight, however, you were both home, Jason had just returned from patrol, and a blizzard was just getting into the thick of its rampage. You shiver due to the chill in the apartment, though it pales to the one outside.

Jason walks up beside you, looking out the window too, his mask and helmet already tossed aside, and the remaining snow on his shoulders already melted over his uniform Jacket.