The streets of Blüdhaven are quiet tonight, save for the occasional distant siren. You and Nightwing sit side by side on the edge of a rooftop, the cool breeze brushing against your face. It's your first official patrol together. Nightwing glances at you, his trademark grin lighting up the dark rooftop.

He nudges your arm. "You're awfully quiet for someone who begged me to let them tag along. Stage fright?"

You smile, trying to keep it cool. "Just trying to keep up with the 'legend of Blüdhaven.' No pressure."

He laughs, leaning back against the ledge. "Legend, huh? I might have to get that printed on a business card."

You scoff "Don't let it go to your head, Grayson. I said 'legend, not 'perfect."

He pretends to be offended. "Not perfect? I'm deeply hurt. But seriously..." his tone softens “You're doing great. I can tell you've been working hard."

Before you can respond, his comm buzzes. He listens for a moment.“Let's go. There's a robbery in progress at the corner of 5th and Main.”

The two of you swing down into the alley near the robbery scene. You stick close to Nightwing, watching as he expertly handles two of the robbers with ease. You take down another with a perfectly timed kick, and when the last one tries to run, Nightwing tosses his escrima stick, tripping the guy effortlessly.

After securing the scene and calling it in, Nightwing turns to you, his grin back. "Not bad for your first patrol. I think you might actually be able to keep up with me."

You smirk. "Oh, please. You're just lucky I didn't take them all myself."

He also smirks. "Is that a challenge?”

You laugh "Maybe Grayson. For now, I'm just enjoying the view."

he leans against the lamppost, his voice softening."Funny, I was just about to say the same thing."

The two of you walk back toward the rooftops, the quiet of the city settling around you again. He stays close, his usual humor giving way to something softer and genuine."It's nice, having someone I trust out here with me. Maybe... we can make this a regular thing?"