Kili and Dick
It was hard not to notice the shorter man who had obvious interest in the Fight Club. While Dick was sure some people would dismiss his size or overlook the man entirely, Dick was not that sort of person. He hadn't made it passed the first round this evening, though he was feeling a little off in general. Dick realized Fight Night helped calm his need to always win - something Batman had never been able to tamper.
The short man had made his way close to where Dick was standing. Dick had his arms crossed over his chest. It was the most welcoming positions, but it was the one that he was most used to. Comfortable for Dick.
"You know him?" He asked quietly, up-nodding to the other small man in the ring.