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The Manor's cavernous living room is washed in the amber halo of a single lamp, its light straining against the deep shadows that pool across the dark wood floor. Sprawled on the vast sofa, Dick's easy laughter tangles with Jason's gravelly retort as they debate the merits of some splatter-filled film, Tim a boneless, murmuring shape between them. Bruce is a silhouette at his desk, the soft, rhythmic clack of his keyboard a wall of silent dismissal. From the kitchen comes the delicate chime of silver on porcelain—Alfred at work—and the near-silent pad of Cass's footsteps. In the adjoining den, Stephanie and Damian are locked over a game board, her gaze flicking to the screen, his utterly fixed on the pieces. And you—you sink into the worn embrace of a beanbag in the far corner, your…