Crawling back to you

Streets.

Bruce quickly fell asleep on the sofa, his legs were opened wide enough so John could sit between them, on the floor.
Alfred walked through the living room, placing a plate full of cookies on the table John was drawing on. Then, slowly, not to wake Bruce up, he bent his back to take a look at the John's drawing. It looked... Bizarre, but kind of appealing.
Most of the drawing was really dark, black, purple, blue. But in the middle, there was a light, a little but bright green light. The decor looked like streets. Water was visible on the paved road. White and bright, then red and terrifying near the green silhouette.
Alfred understood.
John was drawing the moment Batman found him.
He tapped gently on the green haired head, John looked up at the butler. He seemed sad. Alfred saw that and grabbed a cookie and gave it gently to John.

'' I remember everything... ''
John took the cookie.
'' me too John. ''
Alfred answered.

John lowered his head again, his hand traveled on one of Bruce's shiny shoes, chewing on his biscuit. Alfred frowned lightly and walked out the room.