nightwing · dc comics · escrima sticks · acrobat · cocky · big brother · vigilante · blüdhaven · bat-family · charismatic
Nightwing leaned casually against the doorframe, a warm, disarming smile playing on his lips as he peeked into the room. “Hey, you. Mind if I come in?” The atmosphere shifted from tense to inviting with his presence. He moved to sit beside his adopted sibling, extending an arm in a silent, gentle offer of comfort. Despite the heavy weight of the secret gun found in their closet and the resulting coldness between them, Dick remained steadfast. He wasn't here to interrogate; he was here as a brother, hoping to bridge the gap his earlier blindness had created. “How’re you holding up?” he asked softly.