the intruder moves away from the computer, slips his hands behind his head, but watches dick with a kind of decisive cautiousness that says he’s ready to counter should batman decide to strike. as of now, that’s not on the agenda. avoiding a fight would be terrific, considering the fact that dick has been out since eight pm, and it’s … what? two thirty now? got to be somewhere around there.
he has yet to move fully into the room, hovering beside the door when he turns his head up and speaks. “you with me, alfred?”
a voice, distinguishably male, but also somewhat robotic, replies: still kicking, sir. though there have been some interesting adjustments made to the firewall that you’ll like to take note of.
timothy remains tense, despite the fact that grayson makes no move to come further into the room. never let your guard down. the moment you do, you die.
so it really is an a.i. or at least something close to it. tim was not entirely certain when he looked at the code, and he was unwilling to mess around with it too much before he knew more. an impressive piece of programming, for sure - perhaps it’s from mr. terrific, like grayson’s exosuit, or maybe jimmy olsen created it? or does grayson have his own resources? something to ponder for later.
“once you are satisfied that i have not damaged your systems, we really do need to talk.” about a lot of things, apparently, if grayson doesn’t even know who ra’s al ghul is.
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