[Tim's hand barely makes it to his phone when there's a loud fwoosh and a rush of air that sweeps over them, rustling a few capes.]

[Kon floats between Tim and the others, which is hard when he's got his back to Jason. It looks a little like a referee briefly holding a hand to two opposing sides to get them to back off of a specific player.]

Put. The tazer. Away.

[The message is clear. No one's to come any closer.]

[He glares daggers at Batman Jr. but the look he gives Cass is more a 'come on' because he considers her a friend.]

If there's something there I'll see it.

[Which means, yes, he heard the conversation.]

[He turns to face Tim, knowing he'll correctly deduce that Kon was trailing him with his superhearing.]

Sorry. I know you need your space and to get back to your usual. I just -

I figured it'd be good if I wasn't far. Just in case. Just for a little while.