Night Link

Night Link, on the other hand, has not devoted his nights to fighting crime. He spends much of his time at a certain diner, sometimes eating and rarely speaking. Those who have seen him there have often misinterpreted his crinkled brow and glazed eyes as sorrowful, but those who can hear the gears clinking inside his mind know that he is deep in thought. Ever since his first success in the field of inventions he has spent most of his time in this pensive manner. He doesn't pay attention to what goes on around him, and no one dares to ask him anything. No one knows when he will emerge from this coma of thoughtfulness, but those who know him await the time eagerly, wondering with excitement what his creativity will produce next.

(P.S. Does anyone else think Link should grow a beard like this?)