Fortunately, Dick was home and wasn't asleep or anything - surprise surprise - and after the breach had ended, had just decided to flop down on his couch and try reading for a while. So, at the knock on the door, he tossed aside the book he'd been thumbing through and got up to answer the door, wondering if it was Tim or someone wanting to talk about the breach. It had been a fairly lowkey one, all things considered - although he probably needed to double check his inmate wasn't running around with his security blanket for real now, because he wasn't quite sure how he could get him away from the mask now if he wanted to - but that could wait for right now.

He opened the door and just stared for a moment, because this really wasn't who he'd been expecting to see. And he was pretty sure it wasn't a flood, and while he might have been caught off guard and thus kind of on pause at the moment, he knew for a fact Jim wouldn't be back unless something bad had happened.

So while it was good to see him, it definitely wasn't good under these circumstances.

"Hey."