Tim hasn't really been seeking out company lately. Not since the thing with the Yeerks and... everything that came after. He hasn't been avoiding, exactly (well, except for Jaime. Tim's avoiding him just a little while he gets his head back in order), but he hasn't looked for company either.

He's decided to--finally--go see what the big deal is with the Sensorium. He's not usually one for escapism, but... yeah, it seems like a pretty decent idea these days. Only, when he opens the door, it's like he's on the set for Lightning Bug--that sci-fi series Joe Westin had put out that Tim had been so into for a while. Too bad it had been so short-lived.

He wanders through the corridors, grinning and geeking out just a little. It isn't exact, of course, but it's pretty close. He follows the banging noises until he reaches the engine room where someone... not at all familiar, actually, is hard at work.

He waits for a break in the noises, and waves at her. "Hey," he says with a small smile.

Tim shakes his head. "No, it's fine--I was just coming to see what the big deal was, mostly." He glances around, still amused by how much this looks like the TV show he used to watch. "So--what is this place? It... honestly, it looks a lot like the Tranquility set for Lightning Bug." He gives her a slightly embarrassed look. "It's a show I used to watch. Did you watch it too?"

Tim nods, smiling. "Maybe I'll do that next time I start missing home." Though--he's not really sure where home is these days. Gotham? Probably. Bludhaven's really just a... thing. For now. While he copes.

He steps forward and takes her hand, giving her a firm handshake. "Oh, don't worry about it. I'm Robin--uh--Tim. And do you always insult yourself in Chinese, or do you use other languages as well?"

Tim grins back at her. "Usually I stick with the one. You can call me Tim. Robin's kind of a professional name." He motions to the mask over his eyes and the utility belt. "But I'd rather not go the whole time we're here without hearing my real name, you know?" He gives her a wry grin. "Plus--there's really not anyone around to be hurt by the fact that you know both."

Bruce is a million miles away, and his actual family... yeah. It doesn't really matter much anymore who knows that Tim is Robin.

He laughs. "The mask? Oh--it definitely makes me look cool." He reaches up and peels it off carefully, showing Kaylee his perfectly normal face and bright blue eyes. "Not exactly the Phantom of the Opera, huh? My friends used to call me Mystery Boy.

"So--what line of work are you in? I mean--aside from the obvious." He motions toward the engine and the work she's doing there.

Both of Tim's eyebrows go up in surprise. "Oh yeah? What's the Alliance?"

Tim nods, making a thoughtful noise. "I don't have much to do with government in my universe--I'm about to turn down a job working for them, actually." He gives her a wry smile. "But I guess I can't really judge too much on the smuggling thing. I work outside the law, too. I'm a vigilante." He grins and holds up the mask. "Thus the secret identity and the Mystery Boy thing."

Tim laughs. "Damsels, helpless men, and children," he says. "And I'm very popular with the ladies. It's the cape. Chicks dig the cape."

Tim grins back, blushing a little. "Well, you only say that because you've seen how cute and charming I am."

"I guess I could have," Tim laughs. "Lucky for me that I'm not. It would make my unmasked life very complicated."