"Mr. Herbert, please wait a moment."
After spotting Jude standing at the door through the surveillance feed, Butler-Man Alfred immediately opened the door and welcomed him inside.
"It's only been a few days, but you seem troubled, Alfred."
Alfred sighed. "Young Master Bruce was injured, and not lightly."
Jude did not think much of it. "An injury is no big deal. Someone like him runs around playing vigilante whenever he has nothing better to do, and his suit's protection is not even that strong. Something like this is perfectly normal."
Rather than rushing to visit Bruce, Jude first took a hot shower, fixed his hair, shaved his stubble, then grabbed an apple and headed down to the Batcave while taking bites from it.
"Jude, you're finally back."
Poison Ivy was the first to spot him. The young woman immediately threw her arms around him, and her voluptuous figure was a pleasure to embrace.
"Woohoo."
A whistle sounded from nearby.
"I'm telling you, if you want to get lovey-dovey, go upstairs. There are plenty of rooms up there. There are children here."
Damian glared at Firefly. "If you don't speak, no one will mistake you for a mute."
After they embraced and separated, Jude looked at Damian and asked, "Where's your father? I heard he was injured pretty badly."
Ivy led Jude to where Bruce was recovering. On the way, he did not see Black Canary or Huntress. When he asked, he learned that something had happened in Star City, and they had rushed back in a hurry.
As he approached the bed, he saw Batman lying there with his upper body wrapped in bandages.
"Wow. You don't see this very often."
As he spoke, Jude pulled out a camera and snapped off five shots in rapid succession. But after looking