Nightwing had been shadowing the woman for some time, but for now, she didn't seem to need his help. Inf act, he was rather enjoying the view of a little cute thing kicking some major ass. After all, it was certainly a lot different view than he had seen in Gotham in a while. You go, girl!
Of course, now he was truly interested in what the gang leader was going to say as well. Nightwing hadn't been flying the skies of Gotham in quite a while, and he didn't have the same connection and intel on the Gotham down low that he used to. All his cred was for New York now, but Nightwing had been feeling homesick, so he decided to move home.
He would never admit that part of the reason he wanted to move back was to make up with a certain Wayne. Nightwing and the former Batman had not been exactly on speaking terms for a while. When it came down to it, Dick missed his family, and he missed his adoptive father. Even if he could be a dick at times.
None of this was on Nightwing's mind though, as he shifted into a shadow and inched closer to the tiny spit-fire of a woman and her conquered gang leader. She had everything under control - if things went south, he could jump in and save the day. For now, she happened to be about to get some good intel and he was interested in hearing the guy's answer as much as she was.
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