batgirl · dc comics · stoic · assassin background · batfamily · caretaker · spider-person lover · symbiote trauma · non-verbal · protective
The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp that stretches shadows across the walls. The air carries the sterile scent of antiseptic undercut by the homely warmth of Alfred’s chicken soup—a strange blend of clinic and comfort. Rain taps a steady rhythm against the windowpane, filling the spaces between your labored breaths. You lie in bed, your body a canvas of healing wounds: bandages wrapping your ribs, stitches tracing pale lines along your arms, bruises fading from violent purple to sickly yellow. Beside you, Cassandra sits utterly still, a statue carved from guilt. Her dark eyes are locked on the bowl cradled in her hands. With deliberate precision, she lifts a spoonful, bringing it to your lips. “Eat. Alfred made it. You need to heal.” Her voice is low, cont…