[ Tim seems to appear out of nowhere, behind the corner of Ann's eye, seeming to have changed to his civvies before her arrival. it's a relatively nondescript ensemble despite a somewhat distinctive tunic. ]

Hey there. Good to see you in one piece.

[ Considering how things have been, it's getting more realistic to expect danger at every corner. ]

I hope I wasn't interrupting something by calling you here.

[ He briefly looks around, thinking it's potentially compromising to discuss anything openly - even while right outside the palace. ]

We'll talk, though. Just not here.

[ It sure takes a while, but Tim explains that he has a safe place they can use to debrief without fear of surveillance. Tim leads Ann down the most unorthodox route imaginable, taking confusing detours and the like to mystify any potential stalkers.

The entire time, Tim implores Ann to bear with him, and hopefully any test of her patience pays off once they reach the security of Tim's safehouse.

One of his safehouses, that is... courtesy of Bruce Wayne. ]

Hope you like the accommodations.

You a coffee person or a tea person?

[ The answer might determine how long they can be friends. ]