[ He wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but the difference in weight, warmth, and texture hits like a comet. It’s suddenly changed as a complete before and after with no morphing montage.

The hoodie is now a henley, and there’s suddenly a lot less to hide in (and keep warm with), as underneath is just a white tank. Tim has to work to sell the slouchy teenager appearance without the thick, droopy material to obscure his posture. ]

Hey! You can’t just do that - they’re going to think I stole it!

[ Tim gestures towards the employee, who has their back turned at the moment.

That was some of the most casual powers usage Tim’s seen. They’re in the middle of a crowded area, and a speedster couldn’t have changed faster. ]

I don’t like not knowing what you’re capable of.

[ How?!? Tim doesn’t mind metahumans, but it seems irresponsible to not have a robust understanding of the limits. Is. It is irresponsible. ]

Is that why you won’t divine my name? Because you don’t know what will happen?

[ Missing from the freak out: change it back. He actually does like the shirt and would’ve said thank you if he wasn’t so shocked. ]