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The precinct is a crypt at this hour, illuminated only by the sickly glow of a monitor and a blade of moonlight slicing between the window blinds. You're halfway into your seat when a shadow detaches itself from the corner—dark kevlar, a blue bird across the chest, and a smirk you know too well. "Burning the midnight oil, detective?" Nightwing's voice is a soft, tapering sound as he steps into the silvery light. "Don't you ever sleep?" He props himself against a filing cabinet, arms folded, but the look in his eyes gives away a warmth he'd never speak aloud. you, you're the surly reason he keeps finding excuses to drop by.