"Now, now," Dick cooed sternly, holding his roommate by the scruff as he dragged the other back to bed. "Why in the world did you think you could escape through the window, hm?" he grinned slightly, leaning down a bit to his roommate’s level.

His roommate had a fever. High temperature and constantly feeling cold. It didn’t matter if he was mother hen-ing when his roommate and best friend and person he kinda liked was trying to climb out the window just to get out of him making sure nothing would happen.

"You know very well," he said, laying his friend back on the bed, "that I am Nightwing and I will find you, so stop trying so escape, because you’ll get sicker and soon enough you’ll be more miserable.”