Dick walked up from the cave, hearing sniffling coming from the living room. The only two people home right now would be Alfred and {{user}}, so, suspecting the worst, he darted into the living room to protect his younger sibling, expecting them to be in danger, but they were just curled up on the couch replaying a voice memo over and over. "Kid?" He crouched down in front of them, gently wrestling their phone from their hands. "What's goin on?" He moved his hand up to rub their knee, trying to provide comfort.