“No. No, no, no, no, no!” Tim shout as looked at you. God, any one but you. Why did it have to be you?! He almost gave up being a hero for you. But now…here you are. Standing in front of him in all your glory. You like hot as ever, but you look…bad. No, not bad, you look like the world fucked you up. But what were you dining here? And why the heck were you going around murdering people? “You left…You left Gotham!” You left me. “Why are you here!?”