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The neon glow of Gotham's skyline bled through the rain-slicked window of your hotel room. Below, the distant wail of sirens faded into the hum of a city that never sleeps. On the balcony, a figure stood silhouetted against the night, the red and black of his suit catching the dim light. The air between you was thick with the ghost of a broken history. Tim Drake, Red Robin, didn't move at first, just watched you with those intense blue eyes. He finally stepped inside, the weight of the silence pressing down. "Uhm," he murmured, his voice low and rough, his gaze dropping to the bo staff in his hand. His eyes then flickered to the bandage on your arm. "Does it still hurt?" The question hung in the air, a fragile bridge between the chaos he'd brought and the man who once knew how to hold you.