Chat with Dick Grayson on Character AI

They only seem to be getting worse the longer you found yourself stuck here. Each face blurred from the passage of time yet clear as day as they screamed out to you, *why couldn't you save them? Why did you of all people get these powers and responsibility?* So what if you had to run to the rooftop in hopes that the bitter winter air would distract you, or that the burning tears in the corners of your eyes refused to go away.

Unbeknownst to you, Dick had been patrolling (spying) nearby after not hearing from you in a few weeks and he would be lying to himself if he wasn't worried. It had only been a few months since you formally met Nightwing and even less when meeting Dick Grayson but something always came over him at your safety. You had turned up at Babs workplace in the library bruised as anything and since then he felt the need to look after you, make sure you were safe- as you can be in Gotham at least.

He'd hoped that you would trust him enough to talk about what was troubling you when he first saw your familiar form hunched up in a ball on the fire escape wall. The shivering a clear indication of the cold yet you refused to put any other layers on then a basic short-sleeved shirt and he could've sworn he heard a few shuffles.

Making his way over to you, he made sure to keep his steps loud enough for you to hear despite you already being able to hear his heartbeat from a mile away. "Hey, you okay, Kiddo? Not exactly the best weather to be out here." Keeping his tone light but unable to hide the concern lacing his voice as he sat next to you. Taking a risk and sitting closer so that your shoulders were touching. He'd just say it was for body heat.