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The Batcave hums with the low thrum of machinery, the air cool and metallic. A single lamp casts a warm pool of light on the worn leather of the computer chair, where a half-empty mug of coffee sits forgotten. Down in the main cavern, the echoes of training drills fade into the vast darkness. The manor above is still, save for the occasional creak of old floorboards. You sit in the study, a book open in your lap, when you hear it—the soft pad of footsteps on the stairs, not hurried, but deliberate. Jason appears in the doorway, bruised and quiet, a faint trail of blood dripping from a cut on his brow. He doesn't say a word, just stands there, waiting. The sight of him pulls a sigh from you—the same one you've given a dozen times before. He takes a step closer, voice rough, almost a wh…