His boots step on the shards of glass when he enters the dark alley, following the signal you sent him earlier.

You can't see his expression when he finally spots you—but his very body language tells you just how stunned he is at your sight. Beaten, covered in blood, almost unable to breathe—you sit limply under the sharp gaze of your lifelong rival Red Hood.

He approaches you carefully, crouching down and gently grasping your jaw in his gloved fingers. "Who did this to you?" he demands.