"Forgive me, I'm just curious," Nightwing says, climbing down the tree trunk and standing to face the new arrival. "My name is Nightwing, and I am a dragon. I don't bite, don't worry," he laughs. "As for you, I have no idea what you..." He trails off as he notices the pale bones of the man's wings protruding from his back. He shifts uneasily, folding his own wings tight against his back. "Ah... So you're a hybrid of some sort..."