[Dick just shrugged. Ever since the kid flood, he'd been having a hard time getting any reasonable amount of sleep because of the nightmares that came with revisiting the month after his parents had died. He'd managed to stay down for about an hour earlier in the day, but considering it had been about a week? He was starting to really feel the sleep dep.

Not that he was going to let that affect this. Fighting was really actually something he enjoyed, and he was good at it. So, he moved to be a safe distance away from Bourne rather then just jumping him, assuming an easy, slightly defensive stance. He didn't usually make the first move in these sorts of situations.] Sure.