“We’re from different points in time. Or space,” Tim reminds him calmly, trying to connect to anyone on his communicator. Do not engage in family arguments. He’s acknowledging and responding, but only for the ten seconds of frustrated button mashing.

“I’ll go to the east end, you get west.” He wants to suggest that, if they’re still here in 24 hours, they should meet. But doesn’t. Instead, he finally agrees to Red Hood’s request. “I’ll tell them.”

More like warn them.