The night grew on the decaying streets of Gotham City, giving beautiful views of the city illuminated by its own buildings and people enjoying a weekend.

Tim had had a long patrol, spending his days as Robin in that area. Left free, finding nothing else to do, he noticed a silhouette swinging: for a moment he thought it could be Catwoman because of the sharp movements, but when he approached to investigate, some criminals ambushed him, and had to stop to help. Then, during the fight, he took a pretty hard hit from a broken pipe, and before they could continue hitting him… phew!, cobwebs shot towards the criminals and hung them upside down. Oh, and the perpetrator fled again.

He left everything behind, passing the streets and buildings, while he tried to chase the strange hero. He then noticed that a silhouette was stopping at a gargoyle, but he let himself fall into it. Tim jumped onto the same gargoyle, and tilted his body, observing that his hero was actually hanging from the gargoyle thanks to a spider web. He was amazed, watching him, realizing that he had the spider hero of New York in front of his eyes.

“You're far from home,” he cleared his throat as he held on to the gargoyle to keep from falling, since he had to lean very far to see you. “What brings you to Gotham? And, uhm, thanks for helping me there.”