On his own now, Tim had managed to find his way-- ironically?-- into the 'hero' themed land. He peered at the various (cheesey) stunts and attractions, his head still feeling foggy, but staying largely to himself. He did, however, eye the the abandoned warehouse district curiously.

Before he could consider it too much, though, he caught sight of someone familiar out of the corner of his eye-- and he turned in that direction, picking up the pace just slightly, lifting a hand in greeting.

"Hey, Kon."