As night fell, a long-absent dark figure appeared atop a building, accompanied by a smaller, slimmer silhouette.
The two shadows leaped between buildings. The one in front wore a cape, moving with strength and agility like a cheetah.
The figure behind him was shorter and thinner, yet his movements were smoother and more graceful, like a bird flying through the air.
"This is so cool!!!!" Dick shouted as he ran. "I never knew running and jumping could be this much fun!!!"
"You can go even faster!" Batman shouted back. Then he fired the grappling hook on his wrist and swung onto the roof of another building. Dick copied him. When he landed on the rooftop, he took a deep breath, crouched down, and looked at the countless lights below.
He was not wearing a uniform, only an ordinary hoodie and sweatpants, though he had put on a Robin mask. Beneath it, his eyes shone brightly.
"This is amazing! It feels like there's an engine in my lungs, and it's running overclocked right now. It hurts a little, but it feels incredible!" Dick said between breaths. "I thought I wasn't good at sports..."
Batman stood beside him, his black uniform turning him into a silhouette against the city lights. He said, "You have to move before you can understand how wonderful it feels to exhaust yourself..."
"Yes, I can feel it!" Dick's mask was gilded by the lights as he said, "I want a uniform too, a black one like yours. That would be so cool!"
Batman fell silent for a moment before saying, "If you want one, you should first learn how uniforms are made. Then you can figure out what you actually want and how to make it."
Dick seemed to want to avoid the subject. He asked, "What