He pulls him in for a hug and keeps him there. It’s not as good as a hug from Dick or Bart, but it’s solid and anchoring and he can say it’s all for Tim.

(He’s fine. He’s fine.)

“Then don’t bring anything into the house. No matter how well secured, okay? Nothing. And whatever you’re using to cover your nocturnal activities, you have to actually do that too.”

And staying at the Wayne Manor needs to stop, but he can’t bring himself to voice that. That’s his link to Alfred, Dick, everything. To what family can actually be.