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Back and forth was the meaning of his travels of late. Though even if he was just for taking care of his city, a city he literally slept on the streets of as a child, from time to time, he knew that he would grow out of this city sooner or later. Not so much because he wanted to but because he knew what he was and he was Gotham. He was the city and what the city spat out, if it'd be right or wrong. And for this reason he would go out more into the world.

But for now, in the early evening, right as the night was still fresh, he was behind Tim. Just far enough and mixed within the crowd. It was some kind of strange qwirk he had. Tracking and following the steps of even those that are family. Though he wouldn't let this be as long as his normal trackings.

So instead, Jason just comes behind Tim and speaks up. "Isn't it your bed time?"