Leila stood in front of Tim, still holding the tranquilizer. She didn’t raise it—just looked quietly at the boy before her.63Please respect copyright.PENANAlphJShvYWz
Her brother.63Please respect copyright.PENANADrOyNOFikq
She’d watched him grow up.63Please respect copyright.PENANA2iRyT2RKvk
She’d seen him fall in love, grow softer, and become stronger.
Tim’s blue eyes still shimmered with confusion and suppressed sorrow, like a shattered glass bottle tossed by waves—fractured, yet painfully clear.
Leila lowered the tranquilizer and signed:
"Tim, you can break down—it’s okay," her hands trembled slightly, but her gesture carried undeniable resolve. "Because I know what it’s like to go mad for love."
She paused, letting the words sink in.
"But I have something to say—listen closely."
She raised her other hand, reached into her pocket, and slowly opened her palm.
There lay an old, worn batarang—Tim’s most treasured one. A first-generation design, handcrafted by Bruce himself, embodying all his childhood faith and hope.
"I contacted Bat-Mite," she signed, setting the batarang down.
The air froze.
A flicker passed through Tim’s eyes.
"I used this batarang to ask for his help—to search the universe for any trace of 'Nora Virell.' Any signal, any possibility... he’s out there looking."
A single tear finally slid down her cheek, landing silently at the edge of the batarang—but it was as if it fell into the very core of Tim’s heart.
"It might take a long time. Months... years..."
She looked at her brother, fingers lighter yet firmer.
"But we’ll wait. All of us. Finn too."
She took a step forward and gently placed the batarang on his lap.
"We’ll bring Nora back together."
Her voice caught, but she completed the sign:
"I promise."
Tim’s breathing grew uneven. His gaze was no longer distant—it was being pulled back by something. He looked down at the batarang, as if seeing a piece of himself from the past.
Silent tears spilled from the corners of his eyes.63Please respect copyright.PENANAy0uZKV2Pkv
He looked at his sister, blue eyes full of tears, and nodded.
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