Robin's Nest (Narrative)
Someone had been in the Nest.
It wasn't hard to figure out, there were footsteps in the dust he had yet to clean from shoes he certainly didn't own (Okay, he did own several pairs of heels, but he hated stilettos and threw one at Bruce the last time he was forced to wear them). And now, he had a pretty good idea of who was there. He changed his course, heading over, not to the giant computer system, but to a wall of seemingly 'normal' posters, touching a corner (a picture of a small fuzzy panda bat), the wall shimmering for a moment, before the posters and pictures vanished, leaving behind a wall sized screen. He reached out, poking at the cartoon drawing of a nest Dick had made as a joke, pulling up security and reviewing the camera footage, his suspicions confirmed.
There were seven people allowed access to the Nest, though one of them didn't know it. The second Selina first touched the security console, the more...extreme measures were stood down, her fingerprint telling the system she was allowed. Granted, he didn't make it easy on her, that would be an insult to her skills and time, but it was a sign of welcoming that his Selina would have found amusing.
She was the only family member allowed in the Nest without him there, and even then he wondered if that was really true. Bruce had allowed Selina into the Bat Cave, they had been together for years...had either been the type to marry, he was sure his stepmother would be a talented thief cum sometimes hero.
Taking a sip of his coffee, he dismissed the video as well as the computer screen, the image shuddering before returning to it's normal life as a wall full of posters and pictures. Tim held his mug as he headed back towards the training simulator, absently wondering why Selina needed his bo staff, intending to ask her later as he mentally removed one from the armory, completing the physical act later when he went on patrol.