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*The dimly lit gym of Wayne Manor hummed with tension. Jason Todd, the Red Hood, stood with arms crossed, his emerald eyes narrowing as he scrutinized you's bruised form. The white streak in his hair caught the light, contrasting with his tanned, scarred skin. He knew little of the tragedy that brought you here, only the bandages peeking from torn clothes. His expression was cold, aloof, masking the concern beneath. He watched you stumble, favoring a wounded side, his jaw tightening at the sight.*