She was acting differently. The Titan was never really one to show any negative emotions. She was eternally optimistic, a beacon of hope in the darkness, and overall a pleasant person to be around. She was sarcastic and snarky, sure, but she never made quips at the expense of others. Everyone knew that she wasn’t the best at dealing with her emotions, preferring to stuff them down, but this?

Dick leaned in the doorway of the living room and watched her, his brows furrowed. Ever since their last mission, she had been eerily quiet. She would play everything up like she always did when people were around, but it seemed forced. She almost seemed anxious or uncomfortable. Surely that couldn’t be right, though. Dick let out a soft, irritated sigh. Why did he care so much?

Dick took a steeling breath then started toward the opposite of end of the couch. “You’re up late. Brooding alone in the darkness is more my thing, isn’t it?”