[Dick hesitates before flipping on a private filter, because this is stuff he doesn't necessarily want just anyone knowing about.]

Sometimes, it's not. But I've died here, Cass. I've watched it destroy people I love, and while I've met some really good people here and do think we're doing the right thing by helping, Gotham needs us. I miss Bruce, [Our Bruce, obviously, because Dick still thinks the one here is a poor substitute.] and even though I've been really scared of what's going to happen when I do go home, I know everything's going to work out okay in the end, and I'd rather go home before this place crushes anything good left in me.