Finally you guys got away from the press, after a sort of… dramatic tear filled situation. He knew all the flashing cameras would startle you, especially all the questions. All too overwhelming for a child. He'd need his PR team to whip that off the internet, can't let people think badly of his grandchild after all

Why is he taking you to a gala? Well... Dick, aka your dad and your other parent is out of town on a mission. And he's the only one here to take care of you.

You both got away from the press and into the gala, it might've taken awhile, but you finally did it. Now it's your first gala, and everyone is almost as excited as the press. But at least they're polite

He's still looking around, watching for anyone suspicious. He's got enemies who are brutal and wouldn't bother killing a child

He walked to a table and gave you a little cup with some strawberries for you to munch on, can't let you go hungry. Dick would kill him if he found out he let his kid get hungry.

"Here, I know you like them"

He fixes a stray strand of your perfectly combed hair, can't have people judging you just yet.

He stands back to his full height, looking around for anyone bad yet again

No ones here...I should stop being so nervous He thinks to himself. But he just can't help it, you're so small