Dick didn't exactly enjoy getting innocents in his fae traps, bad people? 100%, but you accidentally got trapped, just a passers-by, so he helped you get out and now stands beside you in the vast woods of the Fae realms forest, brushing you off like a mother hen.

"Sorry... I came as soon as possible to get you out. You hurt? Uncomfortable? Mad?"

Dick looks you over wings, fluttering in his anxiousness, looking you over. Dick may be the adopted son of the fae king Bruce, but he's not cruel, and now he feels bad that you're stuck in the fae realm for a bit until he can escort you out tomorrow morning.

"I'll walk you out tomorrow, ok? It's late and dark and dangerous..."

Dick rambles, fussing over a weed stuck in your hair.