Quiet as he was, Damian's arrival was loud enough for Helena to hear from her room down the hall. It wasn't as if she'd been sleeping anyway, between her obligations to the City and Liam and Dick, she usually ran on an hour and a half a night.

Setting aside her reading, she first went to check the bedrooms (and on Liam especially), though she knew full well where the sound had come from. She could hear the labored breathing, the shallow pants of a man in pain, and instinctively she made her way to the bathroom to grab medical supplies and towels. She approached him cautiously, not wanting to alarm him in his already disheveled state. Certain he had heard her foot steps from behind, she dropped to her knees beside him, offering him a look that was meant to be reassuring, though she had no expectations that he would take it as such.

"Let me see."