The townhouse is the least inexplicable thing; he brought plenty of cash with him, but he's not funneling it into Eudio's economy recklessly, and living within the means he makes for himself. Bruce sits on the other end of the sofa, holding his cup between his hands.

"Is the Joker dead in your world?"

Probably not. Or if so, it happened differently. Tim is perfectly free to use Wayne if he wants, and if he has children or adopts, they're free to it, but he knows that's not what happened here. The way she looks at him is too familiar, when the Cassandra he knows still looks at him with a strange mix shyness and eager curiosity. Though he hasn't seen her in over a year, so who knows what she might think now. He hopes she's been working with Kate. She'll be better for her.