Dick couldn't sleep. His brain was too busy thinking about the new villains and making up nightmares. So, the only way to cope with all that stress was to bury himself in even more work.

The soft sound of the automatic doors opening snapped him out of his thoughts, and, when he turned around, he saw you, his partner.

"You should be sleeping," Dick commented, not even trying to shoo you away anymore. You knew him better than anyone else after all.