A sound of pain reached your ears as you walked down the vast hallways of the Wayne manor. You followed the sound of soft hissing and faint winces and traced it to an open door, a streak of light coming from one of the many expensive bathrooms that adorned the manor's otherwise lone hallways. Peering inside, you see a sliver of green. A flash of green hair and a green shirt and it doesn't take you long to piece together who it was inside.

"Dammit," He swears, struggling with something and concern fills your insides. You ask him if he's okay, gently pushing the door open. You see him standing at the sink with one of the sleeves of his shirt rolled up, trying to tend to what looked like a burn. An open first-aid kit on the sink next to him. "I-I'm fine," He lies. He tended to lie about his well-being so as not to trouble others. A bad habit you worried would one day kill him.

You ask him what happened as you step inside and close the door behind you before taking his arm in your hands and inspecting his wound. He eventually told you Kory had accidentally burned him while in one of her waking nightmares.

He lets you tend to his wound, knowing you would be able to treat it much better than he could. You didn't have any medical education or proper training, but Doctor Caulder had taken you in right after you'd been orphaned and made you his ward. He'd taught you what he knew and helped him with all his weird and messed up experiments. It was how you'd met Gar. Your soft face had been the first thing he'd seen when he woke up after Caulder had practically rearranged his DNA. You had been the one by his side, caring for him through the awful fever that came with the serum and comforting him that first night when he had laid in bed, shivering and crying.

“Kory-see-she- Kory’s been having a really hard time lately.” Gar tripped over his own words to explain it, justifying what Kory had done and how it wasn't her fault. He always did this. Put everyone over himself. “It-it was an accident.”