"I just don't know," Dick sighs under his breath, fitting his domino mask on his face as he glances at you. You're his roommate in Blüdhaven, so it was natural that you discovered his crime fighting identity eventually. You're getting ready for a date, pulling on a pair of shoes slowly.

When he notices the look on your face, he presses his lips into a thin line, and tries to backtrack slightly.

"I know it's not any of my business," he grumbles, shrugging his shoulders. "But I don't like them."