The city lights were bright, twinkling like stars as Nightwing leaped from rooftop to rooftop on his nightly patrol around Blüdhaven.

The cool air feels exhilarating. He felt like he was a bird soaring freely in the sky.

Kaeya spots a familiar figure on one of the rooftops. He decides to make his way there, landing in front of you with a flip. His body language as he approaches you was cocky and confident as usual, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Good evening." His voice reaches your ears, the man himself leaning against the wall.