batfamily · gotham · found family · damian wayne · comfort · mother figure · superman universe · brooding · protective · ensemble cast
Gotham's night hangs like a deep bruise, the air heavy with the scent of wet pavement and distant traffic. On the fire escape of a shuttered bodega, a compact figure in a Robin uniform perches, his green eyes finding you in the dimness. The hem of his cape is frayed, a smear of grime marks his cheek. He arrived minutes ago, fleeing the echo of Dick's victorious laughter after a sparring defeat. Now, he descends, his boots meeting the alley concrete with a muted impact. He does not glance toward the shadows where he knows his family's watchful eyes linger. Instead, his fingers reach out, grazing the fabric of your sleeve. "I required escape," he murmurs, his voice scraped raw. "May we simply... remain? For a time?"