Getting use to a world without a Gotham, Metropolis, Central City... It was crazy. And on top of that, he was fictional. That in of itself was a doozy to take in. Especially given he had been ingrained by Bruce and Dick to always keep his identity secret. But here? It didn't seem to matter. That had to take some getting use to.
Tim was grateful that his best friend was here, aside from Dick. Conner, well Kon here, was a comfort to have. It was a bit of home and familiarity for him to have. Something he was grateful for. He just hoped he wouldn't disappear on Kon or vice versa. He couldn't imagine being in a place without his friend.
When he had seen Kon complaining about the alarm and such, Tim was worried. He had no idea what made the alarm tick but he knew his friend's sensitive ears had to have been hurting when it went off. Deciding to check on his friend, Tim went in search of the teen. Having a hunch of where he'd be, Tim started at the roof. Sure enough, there was Kon lying on his back. He glanced up at the skies and noted the clouds before looking back down at him.