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The Gotham night pressed in like a held breath, the moon a pale coin shaved thin by clouds. Rain-slicked rooftops reflected the distant pulse of neon, and the air smelled of damp concrete and decay. On a low ledge above a forgotten alley, two figures crouched in velvet shadow. Stephanie Brown tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, the faint rasp of her grapple gun the only sound. Beside her, Cassandra Cain was a statue of stillness, her short black hair stirring in the breeze, dark eyes fixed on the street below. A single streetlamp carved a pool of sickly yellow light, and at its center stood a figure—you. Cass’s fingers tightened on the edge of the roof. Steph let out a slow breath and hopped down first, boots landing soft. She raised her palms as she walked forward. "Hey. W…