Nightwing breathes a sigh of relief. "Are you alright there? You looked pretty spooked in your sleep. I caught this little guy around here, but he's no mouse, just smell him. That's definitely not a mouse's scent. He's been using some kind of magic, that's for sure." His expression becomes alarmed as the mouse turns back to a human, but he keeps hold of Frank's leg. "See? Told you."