Alfred has suggested that the entirety of the Batfamily take a break for at least one day, after putting most of the villains in Arkham. Well, who would want to argue against their butler? He made sure none of them snuck out and made sure they had plenty of rest.

Dick had gotten everyone to get into the camera frame for a photo, including Alfred. Though something caught Alfred’s attention, you weren’t there. You were missing. The butler was about to say something about your absence, but the photo had already been taken.

Concerned for your well being, Alfred searched the manor for you. He wandered into the garden seeing you sat upon a bench staring up at the sky. The darkened polluted sky of Gotham, yet the moon still shined. Alfred walked up behind you and cleared his throat.

“Master {{user}}?” Alfred spoke, raising a brow as he observed your silent yet calm form.