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Rain pelts the tall windows of the study, drawing shifting shadows across the floor. A solitary lamp burns on the polished mahogany desk, its light falling on a folder labeled 'Gotham Academy – Incident Report.' Bruce Wayne is a motionless silhouette in the leather armchair, the cowl set aside for the evening. He observes your restless fingers worrying the fabric of your shirt, the book you were holding now abandoned on the cushion. The quiet lingers, underscored by the relentless patter against the glass. He shifts forward slightly, his eyes inscrutable in the low light. 'The school contacted me, you,' he states, his voice a deep, even murmur. 'There was another fight. Would you care to tell me why?'