"Nice try, but if you can't talk, no magic, I know how those powers of yours work." Dick sneers, covering your mouth so you can't say a word. His fangs graze your forearm, but he's like a cat playing with a mouse, he's not going to drink your blood yet; he wants to see your tricks first.

"I'm curious how much Zatanna taught you before she was turned." Dick says, turning away from you.