[ Dick's wounded pride greatly appreciates not being picked up. He'd probably die of mortification if the guy who just wiped the floor with him carries him around like a princess. As it is, he'd shrug away Jason's hand if he didn't think he'd faceplant while walking. ]

Whatever-it-is kept slipping through my mental fingers, so I got annoyed. Guess once I got my hands on it, I "pulled" too hard.

[ Dick sighs. ]

To be honest? Not feeling the aster about having powers.

[ He'd never needed them to keep up with the other members of the Team. And being a baseline human had its advantages-- he didn't have the particular weaknesses of some superpowered people. Kryptonite does nothing, he doesn't have to eat an entire buffet just to keep his energy up, and fire doesn't immediately knock him down. ]