You'd like her. She's one of the good ones. [Natasha doesn't have to ask for details. Dick's proud enough to volunteer them.] Always trying to find a way to find justice here.

When things were at their worst in the attacks? She flew over to every attack site looking for survivors. Purest heart I've seen in a long time.

[As he talks, he escorts her to a catacomb network, a near pitch black that doesn't bother his pale eyes in the slightest.]

Can you see all right? I've got some torches around if it gives you trouble.