Damian ditched the car once safely within the city limits. Eventually someone would notice it missing and even if Hydra wasn't lingering around to make the connections, Scarlet would probably report it stolen. Besides, driving to the manor wasn't an option for obvious reasons. He needed to get on the comms and figure out what was going on. Though given the very public actions the local news might have sufficed instead.
Damian's uniform was at the cave, a safeguard and necessity, but he still had a few options. A little forward planning could go a long way. There were caches throughout the city all safely secured and well hidden. Most contained different items, some common enough to mistake for survivalist gear (knives, first aid), while others were much more specialized (communications, domino mask).
He hit up three of them, taking stock of his gear before pulling on a black hooded sweatshirt and filling the pockets. It wasn't a freshly stocked utility belt but for now it would have to do. The area of town he was in didn't really encourage loitering and there had been nothing on the radio when he drove in. Damian clicked on his comm half expecting to hear a sit rep but instead...