Dick gave another muffled "mmmph..." as he sank back into the pillows, a hand coming up to slide into Robin's hair. "M'from Gotham City," he said, figuring he could tell some of these stories and just leave out the I'm Nightwing part, "lot of gang wars. Black Mask was this mobster trying to consolidate everything under his control and I got caught in the cross fire." He reached down to take Rob's hand and guide it to the bullet scar in his thigh.