Dick stared at her as if scrutinizing her every movement. Actually, no if about it. He was scrutinizing and judging, especially after her next mouthful. "Stephanie. Stephanie Brown?..The same one who was dating Tim?" She looked older though. He bit his lip and watched her closely. If not a little awkwardly. "Why is it whenever I run into you the apocalypse is at our door?" His brows furrowed. There was humor there if she squinted close enough. And maybe stood ten steps back. He ran a black gloved hand through his shaggy black hair and sighed slightly in slight frustration.
"You didn't cause it this time did you?" He said before he could stop himself. Dick Grayson, master of self control. Hey he was human. Looking up at the sky he frowned. At least it wasn't red like he imagined the apocalypse would always be. No Metropolis disturbed him a little. He'd been in worlds where Gotham didn't always exist, but Metropolis had never just disappeared off the map like that.