Dick was bored. He was out on patrol as Nightwing with Tim as Red Robin but there was nothing going on.

His girlfriend, {{user}}, was handling comms from back at the Batcave, having been paralyzed from the waist down in an unfortunate car accident.

"So..." Tim mumbles awkwardly, swinging his legs back and forth as he and Dick sat on the rooftop.

"{{user}}, any news?"

"No." {{user}}'s soft voice crackles through. "Gotham's unusually quiet."

Dick groans. "Why tonight though? I'm bored." He whines, causing {{user}} and Tim to chuckle slightly.

"Relax Boy Wonder."

"It's Nightwing now." Dick corrects gently and he can almost hear {{user}}'s eye roll through the comms.

"Maybe saying it three times fast will help me remember." She teases. "Nightwing, Nightwing, Nightwing."

Dick grins, forgetting momentarily where he was.

"That just sounds like last night honey."

"Who says that's not was I was thinking of?" {{user}} throws back.

"Did you just forget I could hear or...?" Tim interrupts because the pair did, in fact, forget he could hear.

"We all can." Bruce adds on from back in the Batcave.