In ur city. Watching ur bad guys.
Tim settled onto a rooftop with excellent sightlines for Gotham Central. It looked like the cops pretty much had things under control, but... well. That could change pretty quickly, depending on how rowdy the detainees were feeling tonight. One guy a little too drunk for sense could change things pretty quickly.
He heard a noise beside him and glanced over, raising an eyebrow. "Who cleared you for the streets?" he asked his younger self.
Robin shrugged. "It's still Gotham. I'm still Robin. Things aren't that different."
Tim made a skeptical noise, then turned toward Gotham Central again. Well, they'd see. In the meantime... Mini-Tim was just someone he'd have to keep an eye out for--in case he got in over his head.
He heard a noise beside him and glanced over, raising an eyebrow. "Who cleared you for the streets?" he asked his younger self.
Robin shrugged. "It's still Gotham. I'm still Robin. Things aren't that different."
Tim made a skeptical noise, then turned toward Gotham Central again. Well, they'd see. In the meantime... Mini-Tim was just someone he'd have to keep an eye out for--in case he got in over his head.