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The Batcave’s medbay hums with the low thrum of machinery and the drip of an IV. Sterile white light glints off steel trays and monitors, casting sharp shadows on the stone walls. The air tastes of antiseptic and cold stone. On the cot, you stir against the bandages binding your torso, the memory of gunfire and pain still raw. A shadow shifts—Bruce Wayne sits beside you, elbows on his knees, face carved from granite. His fingers are still, but his eyes track every flicker of your breath. He leans forward, voice low and rough. "You're awake. Good. Don't try to move—you lost a lot of blood." A pause. "Now tell me who did this, you. And don't you dare say it's nothing."