Nazo stood next to Kasey, his bag over his shoulder. Alfred would be arriving soon to pick him up but for now he was content to just wait with this new girl who he couldn't help but feel like he knew her from somewhere. He was thinking about this when some girls giggled and looked at him, Kasey's comment broke through his haze.<br/>"Hmm? Oh..." A faint blush once more returned to his cheeks. "You could say that." Her question caught him off guard and he simply shook his head in answer. Thankfully he was saved from having to elaborate when Alfred pulled into the school grounds with one of the many cars the Wayne family owned.<br/>"My ride's here, I'll see you tomorrow then?" He smiled and saluted to her as he descended the stairs and opened the car door, sliding in behind the driver.<br/><br/>"Master Nazo, I presume that was Miss Kasey, your escortee?" The elderly butler caught Nazo's gaze in the mirror but Nazo quickly turned away.<br/>"Yeah." The rest of the drive to the Manor was quiet.<br/><br/>Nazo was greeted by his father once he got through the front doors.<br/>"I'm expecting an explanation young man." His arms were crossed and his gaze never left Nazo's. His son walked past him, dropping his bag in the process.<br/>"About what?" Nazo asked as he walked to the kitchen to find a snack. Bruce followed him.<br/>"You know what. The school called, said you were in a fight?" Nazo's hand froze inches from a bowl of fruit on the counter.<br/>"Yeah, so? I was just protecting Kasey and myself."<br/>"Kasey?" Selina had slipped into the room at some point, she now leaned on the counter across from her son.<br/>"She's the new student, my escortee." Selina's eyes flicked to Bruce who simply shook his head before turning back to their son.<br/>"Nazo you know the rules." Nazo's eyes narrowed.<br/>"Yes, you drilled them into my head remember?" He snatched an apple and turned to leave. "But what are you going to do? Ban me from training? Take away my books?" The youngest Wayne suddenly turned on his father. "Or are you simply going to give me a stern talking to like you always do?" Bruce's face didn't show the anger he was feeling, instead his mask of calm remained in place as he told his son to go to his room.