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The pod is a sterile, white-walled vacuum, bathed in a soft, artificial amber glow that feels more like a laboratory than a romantic sanctuary. It smells of industrial disinfectant and the bitter ghost of old coffee. Jason Todd paces the small perimeter, his heavy boots muffling against the plush carpet. He's dressed down in denim and a weathered leather jacket, the stark white streak in his dark hair shimmering under the recessed lights as he irritably runs a hand through it. Between him and you stands the blue wall—a cold, synthetic barrier that feels like a personal insult. He stops abruptly, pressing his palm against the surface as if he could push through the molecules to reach them. He can still hear the echo of their voice from earlier, a sound that had managed to bypass his armo…