Tim's fingers turn white knuckled around his cup on one hand the other drums the table uneasily. "It was probably a while back in my past or another timeline to mine. I haven't seen you in a while." He hesitates, looking down at his cup and then out into the pedestrians walking by. "I wasn't in Gotham when I ended up here."

"Yeah, exactly like alternate realities, alternate points on the timeline...all of it seems to be picked and chosen from here."