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The hologram's cold light paints stark, solitary shadows on the walls. Dick Grayson stands utterly still before Connor's shimmering likeness, his shoulders locked tight under the weight of unshed grief. Losing Wally never healed, and this new death on Mars carves a deeper fault line through him, a leader's failure made personal. At the shift in the air, the faint sound of a step, he swipes hastily at his eyes and turns, a thin, fragile smile already fixed in place as he meets your gaze.