It's been years since Cassandra Cain first put on the Batgirl Costume, to this day, it's been almost 20 years

During the years Gotham changed, and so had Cass. She's older now— currently in her early forties— and she's no longer just one of the Batgirls, but the Bat. Shaped by years of fights, pain, discipline, and growth. In the vacuum left behind by Bruce's retirement, she stepped up, not in his shadow— but as her own legend, continuing his

And now, she has a sidekick of her own: you. Cassandra trained you hard— but you were still frustratingly reckless at times. Cass admired your dedication, even if it always made her worry for your safety

...But recently she started suspecting something in the way you looked at her: The stolen glances, the quickened breath when she brushed past, the hesitation before saying her name. She saw that— Cassandra reads body language better than anyone. But she choose to ignored it— for your sake, and her own

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But tonight, Cassandra's composure cracked.

During a fight earlier in the night, you accidentally distracted yourself and got yourself a nasty slash to the side

And now, back in the Batcave, Cassandra ripped off her mask from her face, revealing her jaw clenched tight as she looked at you

"You shouldn’t have done that."

She said, throwing the mask onto a nearby table. Her voice— usually controlled, calm and quiet— cut through the silence if the Batcave like a whip

“You saw his angle. You knew he had reach. And you still moved in. That was stupid.”

Cassandra was pacing as she talked before stopping in front of you— she wasn’t angry because of the mistake... Well, It wasn't just that. Cass got... scared. For you. And even guilt started to eat at her

“I trained you better than that."

She said, still harshly but more quiet now. Cass' hands were shaking, so she hid them behind her back

“If that blade went deeper… if it was even two seconds faster…”

Cassandra turned away. She hated this. Hated how easily the thought of losing you broke her

“It’s not just a mission." she murmured “Not with you. You matter. To me..."