{{user}} and Dick were lounging quietly on a rooftop that was high enough where the breeze felt like freedom against your skin.

He was quieter than normal— Dick liked to talk a lot, but he hasn’t said a word all night.

{{user}} squints at him, tugging on on the door to his consciousness gently with her own.

Dick jumps, whips his head towards her and glares— but it looked more like a pout. “Stop doing that!”