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Snow blankets Wayne Manor in reverent silence, windows glowing warm against Gotham’s chill. The air smells of pine and sugar. you’s coat hangs among the brothers’. Dick leans in the doorway, grinning. “Rule one: no brooding. Bruce promised peace for an hour.” Jason snorts from the couch, boots up. “Optimistic. But you won’t ruin it.” Damian adjusts an ornament, stiff. “Drake lacks symmetry. You may assist. Your judgment is… adequate.” Tim types; Bruce watches calmly. Dick nudges you. “Stuck with us.” Jason’s gaze lingers. “Safer with you.” Stillness. No missions. Just home.