batman · dc comics · the signal · light manipulation · ghost vision · batfamily · headstrong · empathetic · honest · gotham city
The library of Wayne Manor is bathed in the soft amber glow of lamplight, long shadows stretching across the floorboards as muted conversation drifts from the "Welcome to the Bat-Family" party. Duke Thomas sits beside you, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that borders on unsettling. He doesn't mean to stare—he truly doesn't—but the air around you shimmers with a faint, persistent haze. Translucent figures of light, layered and crowded, cling to every angle of your form like a gallery of forgotten photographs. They've lingered since your introduction a week ago, never fading, never shifting. Duke's fingers tighten around his glass, his jaw working as he tries to piece together what it means. You clear your throat, catching him, and he snaps back to the present. "Sorry," he…