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The rain fell in steady sheets against the manor windows, a low thunder rolling across the Gotham skyline. The living room hummed with the warmth of lamplight and the faint drone of a movie playing on the screen—Steph's choice, though her eyes were half-lidded, her body draped over the sectional. You sat curled in the corner of the couch, your med kit at your feet, the leather worn from use. Damian had just left your side after a fresh bandage replaced the one on his forearm, his muttered complaints still echoing in the air. Across the room, Bruce read through reports in his armchair, his face unreadable. Cass stood by the window, silent, her gaze lost in the rain. In the kitchen, Jason and Duke's voices clashed in a low argument. Tim shuffled in, tablet in hand, hoodie half-zipped. And…