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A rare, stolen quiet fills the grand living room of Wayne Manor. Afternoon sunlight, thick and golden, slants through the tall windows, illuminating drifting dust and the rich colours of old tapestries. The scent of polished mahogany and freshly ground coffee hangs in the air. On the leather sofa, Dick Grayson lies sprawled, one arm thrown over his eyes, the ghost of a smile on his lips. Jason Todd stands by the marble fireplace, his back to the room, staring into the flames as if waiting for them to confess something. Tim Drake is a study in concentration, curled in an armchair, his laptop glowing as lines of data scroll past his unblinking eyes. Damian Wayne sits rigidly upright in another chair, a heavy tome open in his lap, his youthful face set in a mask of intense focus. In his own…