A coffee table was sitting in front of the couch, which was closest to them. There was corner tables but for some reason there was a stack of thick novels piled on the one by the couch's side. No one else was home, if they were they were asleep, or Tim was just hiding in his room, but Jason was sure Tim was at work. People tended not to be home when he slept, he liked it best that way. No one could hear his nightmares.

"Good thing I'm a zombie then." He grumbled, stretching his feet out to cross them on the coffee table. "Sorry about the mess... were in a transition period. Renovations are starting soon then this place can be properly clean." Jason Todd was a neat freak, it was just one of his many issues after growing up like he did, then connecting with the butler more than his adopted father.

"I didn't plan to, but why don't you take a guess and I'll confirm or deny. Its not a hard concept of why I would have a split lip." He grumbled, mostly just grouchy from sleep, but also trying to ignore his broken heart aching.