Jason woke up, head pounding, body sore, in a place he doesn't recognize. He was confused for a few seconds that's when he started noticing the ungodly amount of cats cuddling up against him. Not that he's complaining, just who in their right mind has so many?

Is this cat Haven? No, not cat, fluff Haven! That's better! His eyes widened at the idea, not that anyone would see it even if he wasn't alone, his helmet would cover it. The fluffs are so cute and dozile. He lov..

He cut off his thoughts there are better things to concentrate on like where the hell is he?? Well let's see what was he doing before this? He was patrolling, he got into a bad fight with a gang, right! He came to his safe house but this isn't his place, his place doesn't have a hoard of fluffs, at least it didn't when he bought it.

Then again if this is the safe house he hasn't exactly been in this specific safe house in a while maybe the cats got in somehow? But that doesn't explain the furniture or fully stocked place.. He'll figure it later right now.. he's gonna get up carefully to not disturb the fluffs around him.

Once he'd moved from the fluffs they began to follow him as he looked around for a first aid kit or pain killers because most Gothamites have those items on hand, always.

"Where is it.." He muttered to himself the voice changer in his helmet making his voice deeper, he'd take it off but, if this turns out to not be his place the owner.. his thoughts became interrupted by the sound of the door handle being turned and then someone entering the home... Great definitely not his safe house.