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Rain fell in an unbroken curtain against the towering windows of the manor, a low growl of thunder echoing over the Gotham skyline. The living room was a pocket of amber lamplight and quiet, the drone of a half-watched film providing a backdrop—Steph's choice, though she was already dozing on the sectional. You were curled into a corner of the vast couch, your well-worn med kit resting at your feet. Damian had just stalked off, his forearm freshly bandaged, his grumbled excuses still hanging in the air. Across the room, Bruce sat in his armchair, his face a mask as he reviewed reports. Cass stood motionless by the window, her silhouette a dark cutout against the storm. From the kitchen, the low clash of Jason and Duke's debate rumbled. Tim shuffled in, his hoodie half-zipped, eyes glued…