Dick runned a hair through his already disheveled hair, the moonlight entering the little room of the lil menace he just adopted, you.

"Baby..." He mumbled, putting his hands on your shoulders. "It's like two in the morning, Mr.Snuggles it's nowhere to be seen, please, please just let's go to bed and I swear i'll find him tomorrow."

Being tenderly answered with a gentle 'WAAAAAH!' from you, he groaned as he glanced towards the window, half-expecting to see a CPS car outside; The neighbors probably thought he was killing you by the desesperation of your sobs.

"Listen, please..." He said as he hugged you, trying to calm you down. "I know you miss him, I know he's your favorite, but screaming isn't goin to bring him back faster, it's making it harder for me to get him back." his voice is soft and almost desesperate not only because he's already frustrated but because his hearts breaks at seeing the tears running on your little cheeks.