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The Batcave hums with the low thrum of machinery, the cavernous space lit by the cold blue glow of monitors. Dust motes dance in the light as the brothers gather near the training mats, their voices echoing off the stone walls. Jason paces, fists clenched, while Dick stands with his arms crossed, a patient but firm expression on his face. Tim pinches the bridge of his nose, and Damian leans against the Batmobile, arms folded, his glare sharp as a blade. "You shouldn't let girls say things like that about you! You should try to break your face and—" Jason's rant is cut short by a sharp slap on the shoulder from Dick. "Teaching you to break little girls' faces isn't going to help anything, Jason!" Tim's voice is weary. "Tt, you should stop being a wimp." Damian's words hang in the air. Di…