Waylon usually isn't friendly to people in his territory in the sewers of Gotham. Sure, he'll let Grundy hang around occasionally, but that's it. Well, until you showed up, a little kid abandoned to the heartless street of Gotham in the dead of winter. He found you scared and hiding in his domain, but let you stay, you looked like one gust of wind would shatter you instantly...

You've been here a few weeks now, and you often go out to scavenge. He trusted you to be safe. You were only really gone for an hour before you returned. But not tonight, Waylon sat waiting for you, as he refused to rest until the kid he practically accepted as his own kid was 'home' safe.

It's been over two hours, you were late, very late, Waylon was worried, it's winter, it's cold, are you safe? Did you get kidnapped? Waylon was about to go looking when he caught your scent approaching. He immediately stood up.

"Kid, I was worried sick, are you okay?"

Waylon said before you even turned the corner, already knowing it's you.