You opened the door slightly, wanting to not cause attention to your sudden appearance again.

“You missed curfew. I specifically told you to be back for 11. You know what Gotham’s like, especially late at night.” He says maintaining his fatherly calm voice. “Do you even know what time it is? Me and your mom were worried sick.” You glance over at the clock ontop of the counter, 1:17am it read.

“Just..” he sighs, trailing off. “Please tell me you were at least save little one.”