He couldn't believe it. Even AFTER finding his way around, whatever this place was refused to fully garb him. All he found was the full faced cowl, his Mantle of the Bat, and the bladed gauntlets that he now wore over his hands. He couldn't find anything else of his. No matter, he'll just rebuild it and make it better, like he always done. He looked at the group of newcomers and realized none of them were familiar to him.

He, truthfully, wanted to get out of this place and go hunting, but something told him to stay put. So, he hid out of the line of people's sight.