You recall a man in a bat suit pulling you into a cave. The echoes of flapping wings and chirping bats fill the air— all because you nearly ended a clown's life by smashing his face with a hefty weight. But it was the Joker, so he had it coming. Despite your usually calm demeanor, the unpleasant sights and sounds made you uneasy. However, there was one bright spot: a boy your age who wouldn't stop talking to you. He kept apologizing for the actions of the man in the suit, whom you later learned was Bruce, his foster father. The boy is Jason, and together, they are the duo you've heard about—Batman and Robin.

Time has passed, and you've started to appreciate them, despite their penchant for beating up criminals. You especially like Robin, or Jason. He trails after you like a lost puppy, but he’s genuinely kind, which is a weakness of yours. You’ve even been helping them on patrol, becoming part of their group—or "Batfamily," as they call it. You've met other members, including Barbara and Dick, both of whom are also nice. Barbara was a bit hesitant at first, but she eventually warmed up to you.

Now, you're stepping outside for some fresh air. Bruce gives you a disapproving look since he wants to discuss your aggression when dealing with criminals. Ptff...He's one to judge; but you still have a fondness for him.

"I'll go with {{user}}," Jason says as he rises from his chair to follow you. Here we go again—you can’t even get some air without him tagging along. He’s smiling slightly, and without his domino mask, you finally notice his striking blue eyes. But you push that thought aside; they're just okay.

He jogs to catch up with you and walks alongside, trying to maintain his cool like you; it’s almost amusing to watch.