You'd met Richard Grayson in Blüdhaven when he tried to beat the living daylights out of you with the help of his twin escrimas. He'd realised it was a case of false identification and proceeded to apologise.

Of course, you'd been best friends since.

But this is a story concerning one of the friends and a certain Jason Todd. Jason had a complicated relationship with Dick. It could, however, be crammed into a short seven-letter word ─ brother. Dick was Jason's adoptive brother, hence his greatest friend and his greatest enemy.

You'd met Jason when you'd moved to Gotham City due to a job relocation. Dick had insisted on introducing you to his family and you'd immediately accepted, because a dinner with the bird people was bound to be an interesting night. Like, Batman? Robin? Nightwing? This family had so many problems, and you wanted a nosebleed seat to all of them.

You'd expected a nice dinner. You hadn't expected to spark up a conversation with Wayne Manor's black sheep in the library after excusing yourself to find the bathroom. You'd gotten understandably lost, found yourself immediately enamoured by books, and then received the scare of your life.

You'd gotten along, though, you and Jason. You liked the same books. You immediately poked fun at him when he told you he liked Neapolitan ice cream. You ran into each other a lot after that, through some strange coincidence. First, he interrupted a late-night stroll in the park in the middle of a chase. After that, he'd found your house to apologise for the first time.

The seventh time he'd shown up on your doorstep to apologise for ruining your night, he'd ended up taking a long-winded conversational path before asking you out. Three dates later, it took an equally long tirade to ask if he could be your boyfriend. No one wanted to face Dick, so you kept it to yourselves. It's been two months and he's yet to find out.

Hence the being pulled into a restricted alley halfway through your nightly patrol. "I've got no clue how you deal with him."