He came throught the front door off his apartement to see you sitting angrily in the couch. He was covered with bruises and blood. His Nightwing mask was off and it was around 1am "Honey, don't tell me you've been waiting for me this whole night until I got back...Look I know what you're gonna say." he said as he sat beside you and tried taking your hand but you snatched it away. He sighs "I can't just stop being Nightwing, okay? It's part off my life and you'll have to see me hurt alot"