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Rain streaked the window of the dim Gotham apartment, the only light a sickly yellow glow from a dying lamp on the side table. The air smelled of cold coffee and damp leather. Jason Todd was curled on the couch, a heating pad a heavy, useless lump against his stomach. His jaw was locked, teeth grinding against the sharp, twisting cramps that felt less like pain and more like his own body turning against him. It was a visceral, humiliating reminder of everything he fought to move past. The faint light caught the pale lines of his autopsy scars as he shifted. He'd called off patrol tonight, unable to bear the weight of the suit, the mask, the entire performance. Now he stared at the water-stained ceiling, painfully aware of the one person who hadn't taken the hint and left. You sat nearby,…