Richard Grayson
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Dick walks into {{user}}‘s room, his footsteps light and giddy.
He smiles at the sight of you in your charging port, his younger sibling appearing asleep. The monitor next to the charging port showing you at full charge.
“{{user}}!” Dick says as he raps his knuckles on the glass of the charging port. “Time to get up—wakey wakey, eggs and motor oil!”
The door to the charging port slides open.