Robin changed into the change of clothes that had been left for him. Since it was the middle of the night they had gotten him a pair of pajamas. Thankfully nothing too extravagant; simply a pair of plaid pants and a black t-shirt. He was pretty sure the bottoms came from the youngest, Damian if he remembered correctly. The shirt must have come from the next one up, Tim, for it was a bit baggy on him. He quickly noticed that the sunglasses he had requested were not present. The older him was the one who had gotten the clothes for him, so he had himself to thank he guessed. A smirk came over his face as he simply opened a compartment on his utility belt and pulled his spare pair of emergency glasses out. They were his favorite kind with extra dark lenses so it was impossible to see any detail of his eyes. He folded up his Robin's uniform and placed it on a nearby stool. He kept his holo-glove on, that was something he didn't want displaced. He also looped his utility belt over his shoulder and around his chest under his shirt. He was sure they would all notice it was there, but he wasn't going to part with it in a foreign environment. It didn't matter that it was the manor, it wasn't his manor.
He picked up his uniform and paused a moment to think. His mind went to the people he had met tonight. First of all, there was Bruce. He seemed mostly the same, older than his own. He also seemed to be less cold than his own Bruce. His Bruce wasn't a mean person, he was just always hyper focused on the job. That doesn't mean Bruce didn't care, not at all. He went into Daddy Bat's mode, that's what the league called it, whenever something went wrong. It was just rare to see him smile, Robin always took great pleasure in the moments he could make Bruce smile.
Next were the… Batkids he supposed. There was the older version of himself. It looks like he took on the name Nightwing, from the stores Clark would tell. He couldn't exactly imagine himself being so hyper. He can see him going on prank wars that last weeks, but not being so happily hyper. The next one was Tim, he really didn't have much to base him on as he had never met him before. Though he seemed very smart and techie. He had been overexaggerating a bit earlier about his firewalls. While there had only been three of them those three had been very secure. The only reason he had cut through them so quickly was because the base layout of the Batcave was still there. He just had to cut through the new stuff, which to be honest was similar to his own. Plus, he hacked into the watchtower and other high-profile systems regularly as practice. He was one of the best hackers in the entire league, only a few were better than him. The last one was Damian, he really wasn't sure what to think of him. His temperament was rather hostile to everyone around him. He was like a little green-eyed clone of Bruce. If what Robin suspected was true Damian was Bruce's actual son. He shook his head to shake the ridiculous jealousy that snuck into his mind. It's not something he would actually admit, his unfounded jealousy. Honestly, it wasn't even his Bruce.
Robin slid the sunglasses on his face as he made to open the door. He wasn't entirely sure that his Batman would be completely against him telling this world's Batman who he is, but at the same time he didn't want to accidentally mess something up. He was currently in a different dimension, who knew what was the same or different. Even though he was in the future of what his universe might turn out to he did not want any responsibility of messing up this world. Even though that was a very small possibility. Plus, let's face the facts, the world wouldn't be able to handle two Dick Grayson's. Also, this could be a bit of fun while he was stuck here. How long would it take for them to figure it out. He was pretty sure Bruce would be able to figure it out pretty quickly. Alfred as well. He was glad the old butler was still around. He had come down briefly to simply go back upstairs saying something about readying a room. The others however he was certain he could keep the wool over their eyes for a good bit.
As he walked out of the changing room he saw the older version of himself narrow eyes a bit when he saw the sunglasses he wore. He sent him a smirk and made his way over to Bruce.
"Hey B, not that it's not totally whelming being here and everything. Though, it turns out being spelled into a different universe really takes it out of you. Is there somewhere I can crash?"
Bruce gave a nod; giving him a smile, which still threw him off. "Yes, Alfred has prepared the room next to Damian's. You can leave your uniform down here. Tim can put it away for you. Tim?"
Tim came over and Dick handed over his uniform, not that he really wanted to, "Don't loose it, yeah?" Dick subtly warned.
Tim rolled his eyes but didn't say anything, he was obviously still sore about his security being hacked so quickly.
"Follow me, Rob." Bruce said, hesitating on his name a bit. It was obvious he was uncomfortable about Robin not giving his real name.
Dick smirked and followed Bruce up the stairs, giving the others a cheeky wave "So what is Alfred up to?" he asked.
"He took the night off to prepare for the gala coming up. He came down when he heard the commotion about you."
Dick instinctively wrinkled his nose, "Ugh those really suck."
Bruce chuckled, startling Dick a bit, "None of you seem to like them."
"They're boring." Dick said decisively.
Bruce looked down at the thirteen-year-old following him, "You do know you don't have to hide your identity here. It is okay to tell us."
Dick looked up at him and smirked, "Yes, well I don't want to mess something up that shouldn't be messed with. Also, it's fun to keep you guessing Mr. World's best detective." He admitted. Before Bruce could say anything back he continued "I don't doubt that you'll figure it out. I mean you are Bat's, even if you're not my Bat's. But I can have fun while you still don't know."
Bruce looked won at the boy with slightly widened eyes as he realized the kid was simply being a troll. They made it to the room that Dick would be staying until he could go back home, "Here you go. Sleep well Rob."
"Thanks B. See you in the morning." Robin said before entering the room and quickly closing the door. He looked at the room and to his surprise he recognized the room. It was the one he used in his manor as his game room. Wally and himself use the room a lot so it was hard not to recognize it. He gave a shrug and started looking for any recording devices, just in case. After ten minutes of searching and not finding any he deemed the room safe to relax in. he then moved a chair right in front of the door so he would hear if anyone tried sneaking into his room as he slept. Sleeping with sunglasses on was not comfortable at all.
With a yawn he took the glasses off and placed them on the bedside table. Finally, he crawled into the bed and fell into a blissful sleep. Hopefully tomorrow his headache would be gone and he could have some fun making the lives of those in the manor a bit more asterous.