Talon...No Richard. He was Richard now, he was still struggling to understand that. It was odd having a name, better than being another Talon but it wasn't quite right. It kept him active, thoughts tumbling around inside his head as he walks around his room. A room, not a coffin. That was nice and it had a window!

Richard couldn't stop looking out the window, perched on the window seal looking out. He was high too which was a delight. Once Batman..Bruce? had left Richard instantly moved the bed to the window pushing and pulling so it was directly under the window so he could sit on the fluffy cloud and look out. He spent much of his first night there just looking out until Alfred Pennyworth came to get him in the morning.

Talon was afraid, was he allowed to move his bed? But Alfred didn't say anything only leading him out and back into the white room with the big bowl...Bath? He found it fun the water, he would have it warmer if he could but Alfred set the temperature and Ta-Richard was meant to do what he says. Richard. Not Talon.

Richard let's Alfred mess around with his hair, following each instruction without complaint even though the white and bright light hurts his eyes and the water was too cold. He gets to pick his own shirt, Alfred holding two up telling him to choose the one he liked most. Richard had to think of that for a few minutes eventually chosing a blue one, the color reminded him of something. Despite knowing how to dress himself he still lets Alfred assist following the man down the stairs.

Richard didn't know what to do now, he'd never had so much free time. He would train but there was no equipment. There was some basic ones in the Cave but he wasn't allowed down there. Where was Bruce? Did he leave?

Richard choses to follow Alfred around the manor, watching the man do a variety of tasks. He even gets to help, holding or passing things around until Bruce comes wondering down looking only slightly more awake than he'd seemed in the Labyrinth. His arm was in a sling and a large bandage on the side of his head. Richard stops shadowing Alfred to follow Bruce around.

He learnt fairly quickly that Alfred didn't mind that Richard instantly moved to the highest point in the room. Bruce seemed to like seeing him so he stayed beside the man instead of climbing the furniture like he wanted. Now that Bruce was awake Alfred gives them more food. Richard liked that, it tasted nice. This was different than the previous nights, a thicker clumpy substance with a sweet sticky substance on top that Bruce adds after Richards first bite. It was just as warm as the brownish water last night. From listening to the conversation around him Richard assumed that it was porridge with honey?

Richard eats his honey porridge watching the two before him staring at Alfred when he asks if he wanted more. He pushes his bowl away from him turning to look up at Bruce. Despite the fact that he hasn't said anything in both English or the language of the Owls, Bruce still talks to him.

"How did you sleep Richard?"

"Did you like breakfast?"

"Alfred said you helped him, did you enjoy that?"

Richard doesn't answer any of the questions simply following Bruce around as the man goes into a room filled with books. "I'm going to order a few things for you online, we can go shopping once you've adjusted to living here. Do you want to help pick some things out?" Bruce asks watching as Richard paces around the room. Talon liked having so much space to move around, Windows were nice. He liked the one in his room it was high, this one was low, a flip out the window and he would be on the ground.

Richard stays at the window looking out as Bruce types away at the computer at his desk. After a while Richard started to feel cold, he didn't like the cold. No Talon did. So he gets up and moves around to stand beside Bruce silently waiting for the man to address him, which didn't take long.

"What is it Richard? Something wrong?" Bruce asks turning away from the computers screen, where he seemed to be looking at clothes. Richard lets out a soft wine before realizing that Bruce didn't know the Talons language. "Cold" he tries again. "Oh, alright lets go get you a blanket" Bruce nods standing up and reaching for Richard before he seems to hesitate. Richard tilts his head looking up at Bruce before reaching out slowly to grab his hand letting out a coo.

Bruce smiles ruffling Richard's hair before leading him out the study by the hand and to a nearby cupboard which he pulls open. "Ah! Blankets, a fluffy one?" Bruce says pulling out a large fluffy grey blanket moving to wrap it around Richards shoulders. Talon coos in delight snuggling into the blanket and without thinking or asking he pulls another out the cupboard but freezes and looks up at Bruce only to find him smiling. "Take as many as you want Richard" he says watching as Richard hesitantly takes another before stepping back. When he doesn't move to take anymore Bruce closes the cupboard and leads him back to the Study where Richard instantly curls up on one of the chairs creating a cocoon out of his three blankets. Only the top of his head and eyes weren't covered by them. He liked this it was very warm now with three thick blankets around him.

"You don't like the cold?" Bruce asks sitting back down behind the computer. Richard shakes his head in answer blinking slowly, watching as Bruce frowns in thought. "Why is that Richard?"

Richard shifts the blankets so his mouth wasn't covered. "Cold hurt Talons. Cold make us slow. Talons sleep in cold...ice, wake when Grandmaster warms us" Richard answers. "Bruce make Ta-Richard sleep in ice?"

"No! No, No Richard. You won't be sleeping in ice anymore. The Court won't get you, I'm not a Owl. Do you understand?" Bruce rushed to say looking slightly pale at Richards words.

"Richard understand"

"Richard...when I ask if you understand I want to know if you do or don't. Don't say what you think I want to hear. If you don't understand I want you to say so I can explain in a way that you do understand. You're not a Talon anymore, you can ask questions" Bruce says slowly watching Richard.

Talon..Richard says quiet running his fingers over the blankets thinking. He was allowed to do things he wasn't meant to now? It was all so confusing.

"Do you want anything Richard?" Bruce asks after a while.

Richard looks up at him. He didn't think Bruce or Alfred would punish him. Alfred didn't when he moved his bed even though he didn't have permission to. Bruce hadn't punished him when he took another blanket without being told to get another.

"......Can I have more blankets?" Richard eventually asks.

Bruce grins at him "Of course. As many as you want. You can take them any time. You don't have to ask. Do you understand?"

Richard doesn't answer instead he scrambles out his blanket cacoon and races back to the cupboard pulling it open and grabbing as many blankets as he could carry, walking back to the Study smiling at Bruce as he cuddles within his blanket nest. Bruce only smiles not punishing him or telling him not to have so many. Richard liked blankets.

Richard ends up dozing off in the nest of blankets even though he wasn't trying to. He wakes with a start at a soft rattle looking up to see Alfred setting down a tray on Bruce's desk. A quick look out of the window tells Richard only a few hours had past. Bruce had moved on from the computer to paper work. Neither seemed to know that he was awake.

"How long as he been asleep?" Alfred asks Bruce pouring a dark liquid in to a cup that he hands to Bruce. "Three hours or so. I'm starting to think that he is mostly nocturnal considering that you said he was awake when you got him this morning. Which makes sense, he was apart of the Court who were obsessed with Owls. I think I'm starting to get through to him. Partly"

"I assume that has something to do with the amount of blankets around him?" Alfred says with a small smile.

"Yes. He gets cold easily, the cold hurts him. Talons....they froze him Alfred" Bruce says taking a sip of the drink. Alfred pauses for a moment at that. "Then it's a good thing that you got him out Master Bruce. How is the paperwork coming along?"

"Hmm...Yes it's fine. Fox has done a great job keeping my dissaperance from affecting the company. I'm assuming you used one of the contingencys?"

"Yes sir. To the world and to the board you are out on a extremely important exploration dig sight somewhere in the rainforest. Batwoman has been keeping the crime rate down and luckily there has been no escape in your absence"

"That's good at least. I'll get in contact with Kate let her know I'm back. Richard you're awake, how are you?" Bruce finally notices the goldeneyes watching. Richard coos stretching out slowly though refuses to leave his nest.

"Are you hungry? We need to know when you are hungry so we can keep you healthy" Bruce says setting his cup down. Richard nods slowly looking between Alfred and Bruce.

"Alright, come along Master Richard. Let's get you something to eat. Master Bruce I would suggest you come along too" Alfred gathers up the tray again along with Bruce's in finished drink, moving to the door before either could answer.

"Dick" Dick says suddenly figuring out why Richard felt as weird as Talon.

"I beg your pardon?" Alfred turns back around looking mildly offended.

"No Talon. No Richard. Dick" Dick says tapping a finger against his chest.

"Alright, Dick it is. Let's go get some food" Bruce says moving around his desk with a smile. Richard climbs out his nest taking two of the blankets with him as he follows Alfred and Bruce to the kitchen where he is served more of the warm liquid. Soup Alfred called it and a light brown steaming mug of what Bruce called Hot Chocolate. Dick liked that every much.