Dick didn't want to be doing this, the minute he saw her through the window. This wasn't what he'd signed up for, as far as he knew. He hadn't been expecting to have to see Barbara face to face, like this . . . This wasn't what he had been expecting. Swallowing heavily, Dick contemplated backing out, but he knew that would never be allowed. He sighed and pulled the hood of his black hoodie up, obscuring his in hopes of hiding behind it. That was the only hope he really had right then, of keeping his identity secret. He couldn't let them know.

Not like this.