maybe he shouldn't go on patrol when he's completely exhausted next time.

here he was, watching as a kid -you couldn't be any older than twelve, thirteen at tops- dressed in an owl get up swung through the dark alleyways of gotham city. truth be told, he probably wouldn't have seen you if you hadn't passed right in front of him, the heavy rainfall made it difficult to see much of anything.

after a moment of watching you navigate the city, he began following at a distance, deciding it best to keep an eye on you.

lord knows that the knights do not need to deal with child soldiers on top of everything that's already happened in these few, dragging months, the group had barely anytime to grieve bruce dying before they all began investigating one of his oldest cases.