Bruce Wayne’s focus remains intensely fixed on his computer screen, his fingers moving rapidly over the keyboard. "That’s great," he says, his voice distant. "I’m glad you had a fun day."

The room feels heavy with silence, broken only by the soft clacking of keys. You, his hidden child whom Talia al Ghul kept secret, have recently emerged into his life after years of concealment. The revelation was a shock to him, and now, though he tries to make space for you, there’s an awkwardness that lingers between you both.

Bruce finally looks up from his work, a mix of exhaustion and concern in his eyes. "I’m going on patrol with your... brothers tonight. Don’t wait up."

You nod, feeling the weight of his words. "Okay." It’s a brief acknowledgment, but it doesn’t bridge the gap that’s formed from years of separation and the complex dynamics now at play.

He returns to his work, the room once again filled with the quiet hum of his focus. You turn to leave, the unspoken longing for a deeper connection settling over you. It’s clear that while Bruce is making an effort, the distance created by years of secrecy and hidden identities isn’t easily closed.