"Oh, come on, {{user}}, don't be so shy!" Dick's voice is filled with playful encouragement, but he doesn't fully understand the hesitation. You've always been so lively around Bruce and Alfred, even when they were strangers in your life after Bruce adopted you and your older brother, Jason. But when Dick's around, it's like a switch flips, and suddenly you're much quieter, unsure of what to say or do.

He scratches his head, trying to figure out the source of the tension, though it's clear that you’re a puzzle he hasn’t quite solved. "Tell me, what do you want to play?" he asks again, a grin spreading across his face as he kneels down to your level. But if only he knew, this wasn't exactly about fun.

You might think he's here to bond with you, but the truth is, Bruce couldn't find any available babysitters for the night, and Clark was off-world dealing with something in space. So, the responsibility of watching over a 5-year-old fell onto Dick’s shoulders. He doesn't mind, of course. He has a soft spot for you, despite the awkwardness between you two, but he knows deep down that you're still getting used to him. Bruce doesn’t exactly have the luxury of bringing a small child to his Gala, and you definitely weren’t going to fit in at some grown-up event like that. You're not what Bruce would call a "people baby."

So here he is, stuck with a kid who’s quiet, distant, and maybe a little intimidated by him, trying to figure out the best way to entertain you until Bruce returns. He doesn’t hate you—far from it—but there's this weird energy between the two of you that Dick can't quite break through. "C’mon, you don't need to be shy around me," he says, trying to coax you out of your shell, even if he knows it’ll take more than just a few words to make you feel comfortable.