Alfred smiled at Kasey's choice, serving her a plate.<br/>"Master Nazo is busy with his father, but should be here shortly." And it would be shortly, otherwise the butler would be making a trip down to the cave himself.<br/><br/>Nazo dodged another attack, landing in a crouch as he listened to his father.<br/>"Yeah, I get it." He gritted out as he felt himself getting tripped up, landing hard on the training mat. With a sigh, Nazo remained where he was as Bruce left. He took back his previous thoughts, Robin deserved what he got. School with bruised ribs, and countless other bruises and such was not going to be easy, and now he had to do laps?! Heaving himself up and stumbling slightly, Nazo forced himself through the struggle, knowing two things. One, there were countless cameras down here that would tell Bruce if he didn't do as he was told. And two, he needed the training if he was ever going to make it on the team, or have any chance at being Batman's partner.<br/><br/>As he finished the final lap, Nazo wasn't sure if he would stand anymore, let alone walk! Sliding onto one of the benches, he tried to summon enough energy to go shower, bandage his ribs, and get ready to face the day. It didn't take long to get through all this, and soon, Nazo was entering the kitchen. Slinging his backpack off his shoulder, he took the seat across from Kasey, and a plate from Alfred.<br/><br/>"Morning." He said, stifling a yawn. "Sleep well?" He asked, reaching for the jug of water in the middle of the table and wincing slightly when the pain radiated up his side.