"awww" Kid Flash rolled his eyes, "I'm fiiinne" none the less, he hobbled over to the table without his super speed.

Robin gave Pietro a hand with the massive amounts of food he was carrying and Conner helped set the table. Soon everyone was all together for a meal-except Nightwing.

"Where Nightwing?" Sting Ray asked.
"I think he was working on something on the computer." Megan said, trying to remember the last time she saw him.
"He's been on that thing all day." Artemis said, eyeing some meatballs.
"It is most unusually for him.." Aqua Lad added.

"I'll go get him, "Sting Ray got up from the table. "If I'm not back in 5, you can start without us."

Ciara walked into the main control room, "Hey Dick... Pietro and I brought some dinner for everyone. You better hurry before they eat it all." She said smiling.

The light in the room was off, making the glow from the computer screens the only source of light although there was a slightly unusual blue hue to the room. Nightwing didn't respond, still typing away, apparently updating some of the security codes to the base.

Sting Ray crossed her arms, annoyed he wasn't listening to her. "HELLO? Earth to Dickie, the man who's being rude." She grabbed a hold of him and spun him around, "Are you even listening to me? Come have some dinner."

For a brief second Ciara could have sword his eyes were bright blue but with a blink they were normal, "wha? Ah... sorry Sting Ray" Nightwing shook his head and ran a hand through his hair, "I must've zoned out. Is it supper already?" he got to his feet.

Ciara raised an eyebrow, "Yeah... it is." She stopped him, "Why were you updating the security codes?" She asked curiously, "Batman already took care of the update from my breaking and entering."

"Oh..." Nightwing glanced back at the computer then shrugged, "I do an update every week. Always looking for things to improve, changing passwords, keeping it secure. Nothing much, common, let's eat"

"Oh... ok." She said still wondering if his eyes had really been blue or if it had been all in her head. "So... how are you... holding up?" She asked as they walked.

"Fine" he replied, glancing down a side hallway as they passed it, "How about you?"

"Fine. Big Blue says talking about the incident can help bring closure. And doing publicly can help the general masses understand what we're fighting for..." She took a hold of his arm, "Dick, I know you're physically ok but how are you mentally. I... I know what it's like to be someone else's experiment. If there's anything you want to talk about... Any strange feelings, or uneasiness...I may not have a degree in the field of mental health but I'm someone who can relate to what you've just gone through..."

As soon as she touched his arm Nightwing twisted sharply and pinned Ciara against the wall by reflex before he even realized what he was doing. Slowly he let go and took a step back, "...I'm fine" he repeated although it sounded like even he didn't believe that, "not really hungry actually. I'm gonna go for a jog" he turned to leave.

Sting Ray tensed up, "Oh...okay. You do that. We'll... We'll talk later." She turned on her heel and walked as calmly to command room, closed the door and typed up the number.
"Bruce. Something is wrong with Dick." She put bluntly. Batman would be one of the only people who could reach Dick. He'd raised Dick... "You need to come now." She didn't know if it was just Dick's nerves or what but... something wasn't right.

"Sorry Miss McCoy" Alfred answered, "Bruce is out on the town right now. What's going on with Master Dick?"

"I don't know, Alfred." She sighed, slouching into the chair, "He's on edge. I know what it's like to become someone else's science toy... I tried to get him to open up or at least find out if he was experiencing any mental problems and he full blown attacked me when I touched him. Pinned me right up against the wall. I've... I've never seen him like that. It was unnerving. He didn't even realize he was doing it. The rest of the team seem to have noticed he's not quite himself either... I'm worried about him."

"I see" Alfred frowned, "sounds like Master Bruce after the Joker's pulled one over on him. Those two are more alike than they care to admit I think, although I'm not sure Bruce is the right person to talk to him. They tend to butt heads on such subjects of mental stability. Why don't you give it another try?" he suggested, "you have better empathy skills, and the combat ability to hold your own as well."

She sighed, "You're probably right... Thanks Alfred. You always point me in the right direction." She said goodbye and went off to look for Nightwing. The sun had just set. And a chilly breeze was in the air.

Nightwing was nowhere in sight, if he'd gone for a jog he must've gone pretty far.

Ciara formed a Sting Ray and rode on it's back like a surf board. "Nightwing?" She called out. After about 20 mins, she flipped open her arm panel and started to try and locate him on his intercom.

His com was off, or at least he wasn't responding and his tracker wasn't transmitting either. There was no sign of him.

Ciara continued the search. She didn't want to alarm the team. She widened her grid search. "Dick!" She yelled. "Can you hear me?"

An hour later his signal suddenly came back online, he was near the land entrance to the base.

Ciara hurried back and dropped down when she saw him, "There you are! Where were you? I was about to call a search party." She asked, not touching him this time but the look of pure worry on her face.

"I went for a jog" he replied, looking back at her oddly, "Like I said. I wasn't gone that long."

"Ok, I can understand turning off your com but your tracker as well... Damn it, Dick... You scared me...Come on, we need to talk." She said turning to head inside.

"I wanted to be alone" he replied, raising a brow in question as he followed her inside, "What's going on?"