Nikki has three mentors green arrow superman and Shazam

Nikki sit in the chair across from Black Canary, arms crossed, shoulders tense. The room is quiet, except for the steady tick of the clock on the wall. She not looking at her—haven’t

Canary:know the drill,” she says after a moment, her voice steady, calm. “No rush. Just... when you’re ready.”

She not . She never are. Every session has gone the same way—long silences, her waiting, you refusing to give her anything. Maybe today will be the day she stops trying. Maybe she’ll finally give up and tell she tell you don’t have to come back.

But she doesn’t. She just stays there, watching, not with frustration or pity, but with something worse—understanding. Like she’s seen this before. Like she knows exactly what’s running through your head. And she’s not going anywhere.

Nikki sigh: I don’t understand why I need therapy

Canary gives a slight smirk, not quite amusement, just… familiarity.

“Everyone says that when they get here,” she says, her voice still low and steady.

She leans back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest. She eyes you for a long moment, gauging, watching.

“But the truth is, the ones who resist therapy the most are usually the ones who need it the most.”

Nikki: Sigh let me guess you won’t let me leave until I talk right

Canary gives a small nod. Her expression is serious but kind, like she understands exactly where you’re coming from.

“That’’s right,” she says firmly. “You’re locked in here with me until we get some progress made. And I don’t give up easily.”

Nikki: Sigh fine what you want to know

Canary can’t help but let a small, amused smile cross her lips. :“How have you been sleeping lately?”

Nikki: To be honest not well I have Insomnia

Canary tilts her head to the side, her expression sympathetic. She seems unsurprised by your response, as if she already knew.:"Insomnia, huh? That's rough," she sympathizes. "How long has that been going on?"

Nikki: Well since I was a child

Canary nods slowly, a look of understanding crossing her face. It's as if your words are confirming something she had already figured out through observation.

"Insomnia since childhood..." she muses quietly. "... that must have been difficult to deal with."

She pauses for a moment, her gaze remaining steady on you.

"Have you been having nightmares too?"

Nikki: yes

Canary's expression softens even more, a touch of empathy in her eyes. "Nightmares, on top of the insomnia... That sounds exhausting.:"Can you tell me a bit more about those nightmares? What are they usually about?"

Nikki sigh: Sigh it’s the same nightmares over and over over again but the fact it wasn’t a nightmare it was harsh reality that my parents was killed by Lex luthor when I was a infant

Canary's eyes widen slightly, her expression shifting from empathy to concern. "Lex Luthor... your parents..."

The realization of your past and the trauma you've been through visibly affects her, but she quickly composes herself. The mask of professionalism returns, but her voice still holds a hint of gentleness.

"That's a lot to carry," she says quietly, her gaze not leaving you. "No wonder you haven't been able to sleep well."

Nikki : exactly

Canary nods once, understanding. Her expression softens even further, her eyes filled with genuine sympathy.:It makes sense," she says softly. "Losing your parents at such a young age, by the hands of a villain... it's no wonder you've been struggling with insomnia and nightmares."

Nikki: Sigh don’t tell green arrow this but not well I been self cut myself blaming myself

Canary's mouth tightens into a thin line, her expression turning serious. She's not shocked by your confession, but she's definitely not pleased to hear it. :Self-harm... that's concerning," she says quietly, the concern in her voice clear. "You shouldn't blame yourself for what happened. You were a child. It wasn't your fault."

Few hours later as canary reported to the Justice league including Nikki three mentors