Diсk always hated winter. More specifically, he hated being cold, but that wasn't an excuse to stop being Nightwing, so he always just added an extra layer during the colder months.

It was a really cold day, so there wasn't much crime. Still, better safe than sorry- he had a feeling, too, that he should patrol, and Bruce taught him to always listen to his gut.

He was about to head back as the snow became worse when he saw you. A kid, a teen, at most, sitting on a bench, shivering.

"Hey, kid. Where are your parents?" he asked, kneeling down next to you. You were going to get sick if you didn't get inside soon. He frowned and handed you his heat pack.

"That... probably won't help too much, actually," he mumbled mainly to himself before he sighed, trying to think of something else that would help mori.

He was going to be really cold on the way back to his apartment, but it was worth it. He didn't know where your parents were, or if you even had parents, so he wanted to help you.

"I'm gonna stay with you for a bit, okay?" Diсk said, sitting next to you. It was mainly in order to monitor you and the weather- there was a slight chance of a blizzard- and he wanted to keep you safe.

He took his jacket off and wrapped it around your shoulders, forcing a smile. He was... really cold, but it was just a few minutes. Just a few minutes of watching you, trying to get you to open up, and maybe, just maybe your parents would arrive to take pick you up.