"Hey, giving me-," He had to duck his head back to safeguard his nose. "-a run for my money."
Nightwing at first beamed at the compliment of his escrima, but at not being able to share his shoulders slumped playfully. "Aww." He looked to the side at Bobbi, whispering conspiratively. "What does she do if you leave the door open? Does she ground everyone?" Then he shrugged. "And she's right. I was raised by wolves. Front doors mean nothing to me. I blame it entirely on nurture rather than nature." He said that solemnly with his hand planted to his chest.
His mouth popped back open at Maria. "Uh! Nooo, it doesn't have little hearts on it." He looked to Bobbi again, shrugging in feigned sheepishness. "... It's got little bullets. I figured she'd go for that."
The note, though, wasn't any laughing matter, but he didn't lie. It had the 'bullet' points of the reason he was visiting in person.
Reptiles and Big C in my backyard. GA is certain he's being monitored. Neither trusts electronics. You shouldn't either. Too many snakes on the plane. Can explain better over cake.