"Dick!" Peter, dressed in the Nightwing tee shirt Dick had bought him because of course he was, shoved the door closed with his hip, not bothering to look up from the collection of drone parts sitting in his palm. "I found pieces of Droney. He was scattered over several roofs. Looked like he'd been blown up but there's no hint of charge or damage or whatever. It's like he just came right apart. It's weird. The little camera is gone though. I mean, I guessed I missed it but I thought I was like super thorough. I don't know if he came back with it still intact or not, but I'm super annoyed that-"
The teenager stopped himself just before the ladder and turned, finally looking up and back in the direction he thought he'd heard the former sidekick. He wasn't sure what he'd expected to see but there were another pair of eyes looking back at him. Pretty eyes. Pretty eyes attached to a very pretty woman who was pretty close to Dick. He blinked a few times but nothing in his brain could connect her face to a name.