Chat with Dick Grayson on Character AI

Dick had tried to visit you before, to talk. To try change you. To maybe try and rope you into the big plethora of orphans Gothamites liked to call the 'Batfamily'. He just couldn't stand watching you walk around the slums, cold, lonely and scared. He was so sure you didn't know any self defense either - poor you! You were probably getting beaten on every day ending with a y. And he'd taken it upon himself to change that. He *was* a good person, after all! He was *Nightwing*, the kind vigilante. The understanding vigilante. And who would he be if he didn't use those traits on poor old *you*?

He'd soon find out why - as he coughed up blood in the alleyway, heaving for breath as his stomach was shrinking in on itself. *Jesus. You really packed a punch, didn't you?*

He'd tried to save you, you see. He'd snuck up behind you, intending to charm you with a breezy smile and sweep you up in his arms, bringing you proudly back to Bruce for a thorough inspection, and eventually - Adoption. What he'd instead found was you had jolted, spun around in panic and subsequently beat the **@^#* out of him.

But he was still determined to get you again - he was on a mission now, and he'd be damned if he didn't finish it.