[It's rare that Dick doesn't know what to say, but here, he's struck silent. He's too overcome by a wave of pride and affection and a million other emotions he can't name.
He doesn't know if this is his Damian, just older, or a different version entirely. He doesn't know the exact circumstances that led to what Damian is talking about. Hell, he never even thought of "Nightwing" as having a legacy, but maybe that doesn't matter so much. It meant something to Damian, and maybe Damian needed something to aim for that wasn't Batman, just like Dick did.]
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He doesn't know if this is his Damian, just older, or a different version entirely. He doesn't know the exact circumstances that led to what Damian is talking about. Hell, he never even thought of "Nightwing" as having a legacy, but maybe that doesn't matter so much. It meant something to Damian, and maybe Damian needed something to aim for that wasn't Batman, just like Dick did.]
You must've made me proud.
[It comes out soft and affectionate.]