She knew that tone of voice and the body language. She'd seen it before many of times in her fellow classmates back at the academy. He was older though. Red Hood was not a teenager, and it made her curious.
Slipping her legs out from beneath the green shirt, she crawled over to where he sat and sat on her heels behind him. She'd seen it done before, but had never taken it to practice. Tentatively, she reached out and let her fingers brush his shoulder.