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The rain-slicked streets of Gotham bled into the marble foyer of Wayne Manor as the heavy oak doors swung shut with a hollow thud. The chandelier above cast warm light on the cold scene below: Jason Todd, still in his Red Hood gear, stood frozen like a man who had just found a live grenade in his hands. His helmet, tucked under one arm, glinted wetly, and his other arm extended stiffly, holding a screaming bundle wrapped in his leather jacket. The baby's cries ricocheted off the high ceilings, a jagged sound that shattered the manor's usual midnight silence. Alfred appeared first, his footsteps silent on the Persian rug, one silver brow lifting a fraction as he assessed the situation with clinical calm. Behind him, Bruce emerged in a robe over his undersuit, his jaw tight. "Why is there a…