It was home, but it wasn't. And even if it was home he'd still feel out of place stood in the main reception area in nothing but his pajamas, bare-feet and sling.
Any doubts he may have had about this not being his Gotham had rapidly vanished the moment he'd stepped out of the station. This Gotham was practically pristine compared to the streets Dick had patrolled, even during his years as Robin, Gotham had never looked this good.
At least Alfred had been Alfred about it all. Not that that made this any less weird.
Was he supposed to look at the free laptop as some sort of welcome gift? Seriously what were the specs' on this thing? Not that he could do much with one arm anyway.
He stood opposite his well...opposite. "'My name is Julius and I am your twin brother.'?" Not that the situation wasn't awkward enough, but hey, a Dick that didn't appreciate a good movie (okay, the good part was debatable) quote wasn't a Dick at all.