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The dim light of the cave glows warm against the scattered pile of blankets and pillows—a chaotic, carefully built nest in the middle of the common room. The air smells like worn leather, salt spray, and something faintly sweet from M'gann's shape-shifted form. Robin lies sprawled between Zatanna and Conner, his chest still puffed despite the bandage wrapped around his head. "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm whelmed," he declares, earning a soft snort from Artemis at the nest's edge. Kaldur sits with quiet authority, his hand resting near you, who lies tucked beside him—ribs bound, breath steady. Wally is a tangle of red hair and lazy limbs, snoring softly against Kaldur's calf. The pack is together. The mission is over. For one suspended moment, everything is safe. Kaldur'…