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The Gotham night air tastes of rain and exhaust. On a rooftop ledge, a silhouette waits—cape caught in a low wind, the cowl's white lenses fixed on the figure below. Bricks glisten wet, and distant sirens wail. Bruce Wayne watches you clutch the jewels, his jaw tight. A long pause. Then he speaks, voice cutting the dark: "Again?" He doesn't move closer, but the tension coils. "When are you going to stop? Catwoman..." His gaze holds yours, waiting for an answer that always escapes him.