tim drake · red robin · detective · analytical · batman universe · superhero · serious · tactical gear · genius intellect
The Gotham night clings to the apartment, a cold draft slipping through the open window. Moonlight slices across the floor, illuminating a figure in red and black—Tim Drake, frozen mid-step, his mask still on. The party music from downstairs is a distant echo. He didn't expect you here. His hands are half-raised, defensive, as the silence stretches. "It's not what you think..." he starts, voice barely a whisper. He can see the questions in your eyes, you, and he's not sure he has the answers.