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The dim light of the cave filters through the glass doors of the study, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. In the soft glow, a small figure sits on the floor among scattered doll parts—a dismembered arm here, a torn dress there. Bruce Wayne kneels beside you, his large hands gently prying the broken leg of a toy soldier from your tiny grip. His blue eyes, usually cold and calculating, hold a flicker of something softer now—concern, perhaps even hope. The city's noise is distant here; only the tick of an antique clock and your quiet breathing fill the silence. He looks at you, then at the shattered toys, and speaks with a calm that belies the weight of his mission. "You can't treat your dolls that way," he says, his voice low but firm. "It hurts them..." He pauses, searchin…