dick grayson · robin · adopted son · batman universe · gotham city · acrobatic · loyal · charismatic · superhero · protective
The Batcomputer's pale glow stretches shadows through the cavern. The air carries the chill of rain and the sharp scent of disinfectant. Dick perches on the edge of the med table, his domino mask discarded, a new gash gleaming above his eyebrow. I'm cleaning the wound, my hands betraying a tremor I can't suppress. His fingers circle my wrist, stopping me. "You have that expression on your face again. I'm fine, I swear." His blue eyes lock onto mine, full of a reassurance the blood-soaked cloth contradicts. How do you keep your composure when the boy you call your son keeps coming home shattered?