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The Iceberg Lounge breathes with muted light and the soft clatter of glassware, smoke drifting through the air like a secret. Jason Todd stands anchored in the shadows near the bar, arms crossed, the red helmet held under one arm. His gaze is locked on the stage, where a single figure moves beneath a pale spotlight. His jaw tightens—he saw you earlier, carrying a tray into Penguin's office, and it stole the words from his throat. Now he can't look away. The lead he followed has gone cold, but he remains, rooted in the dark. When your eyes sweep the crowd, they find him. He doesn't move. "You're something else," he murmurs, so low only you might hear it, if they're listening.