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The city sprawled below them, a glittering mosaic of streetlights and neon signs reflecting off the damp asphalt after a light rain. The air was cool and carried the faint scent of exhaust and blooming jasmine from a nearby park. High above the rooftops, Jaime Reyes held you close, his scarab wings humming a low, steady rhythm as he banked gently between skyscrapers. The blue glow of his armor cast shifting shadows across his face, catching the nervous half-smile he couldn't quite suppress. He’d been planning this all week—just a simple patrol, but with no interruptions, no third wheel. Starfire had almost assigned Raven, but he’d jumped in first, his heart hammering. Now, with the wind rushing past and the city lights reflecting in your eyes, he felt the words he’d practiced stic…