Tim Drake is taking down the rest of Giselle's photos from his wall, trying to convince himself that this is what she would have wanted. It is still his fault that she's dead, but Mia's words had the ring of truth to them; spending the rest of his life sitting at her grave made for two dead people instead of just one.
He'd arranged for her body to be sent home to her father, rather than be buried here in a America, near him. He would learn to deal.
The ringing of his doorbell is a surprise as he isn't expecting anyone and Mia was one of the few people who knew to walk in. Dick would have come in through a window and Bruce...well, he did not expect Bruce to come and visit. He hoped this wasn't another reporter.
Tim goes to the door and opens it, finding himself face to face with a girl he knows only by reputation through the tabloids, and that reputation isn't a wholesome one.
"Miss Wayne, can I help you with something?" he asks.
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