"Yeah. We were on the phone, and suddenly we weren't. Dropped by her room and it was like no one'd ever lived there. Doesn't take Batman to figure it out." He'd heard that Nightwing was gone too. That would bother him more later. "Come in." He stepped aside and opened the door, making a grand gesture as he did so.
Gar closed the door behind her and went to the fridge. "You want something to drink? Got the standards. Soda. Beer. You're too young for beer. Starfire drinks mustard a lot, but that's a weird thing. Milk." He took a beer for himself. He had one open sitting on the counter, but he'd been staring at it for the past three hours and it had gone warm and flat. It was hard to drink away his sorrows with warm flat beer. "Juice?"