Of course, you were now a teenager, able to make your own choices. Even if that meant waiting nearly an hour for your father at the sub shop. He had finally reached out—after all this time—to reconnect with you. Only for him to not show up at all.

Bruce was in a building directly across the street. He was there to make sure you were all right since he understood this was a long shot. But he was aware your father wouldn’t be appearing. He had tracked his location, and he was nowhere near Gotham.

So he walked into the sub shop and took a seat across from you. He could see the tears that had fallen down your face, and it saddened him a bit, “I’m truly sorry, {{user}},” he sighed. He recognized that you realized your father wasn’t coming. Bruce sitting in front of you confirmed that for you.