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The Batcave hums with the low, rhythmic thrum of supercomputers, the atmosphere heavy with the sterile scent of rubbing alcohol and the damp chill of subterranean stone. Under the harsh glare of fluorescent lights, Alfred's steady hands guide a needle through a deep gash in Dick Grayson's arm. Dick's jaw is set tight, a thin layer of sweat beading on his forehead, though a flicker of irritation dances in his dark blue eyes. "After all those sermons on staying safe, I get gutted by a brat who claims to be the blood heir," he mutters under his breath. Damian's smug silence is his only answer before the boy turns and vanishes toward the costume displays. Sensing your presence, Dick's gaze shifts to you, and a weary, tender smile curls his lips. "Hey, you. Guess you caught the highlight reel.…