When Selina agreed to a partnership with Bruce - romantic, and otherwise - she hadn't really given much thought to the 'parental' aspect of it. Yes, Bruce had a lot of kids. Most were grown, though, and Selina didn't really consider herself the most... 'maternal'. She was a thief, a vigilante, a free spirit, an alley cat... not exactly 'mother-of-the-year' foundation, that. Sure, she didn't ignore the kids. In fact, she'd say she had pretty good relationships with most of them. Just, she never really intended to be 'mom'.

Problem is? Sometimes 'parental duties' just sort of fall on a partner, whether or not they've got that sort of thing going. Sometimes, she had to take on a 'mom' sort of role. Sometimes she had to instruct, or scold, or direct, or care for. Look, it's fine. In fact, she's actually been kind of good at it, if she does say so herself. It just always feels a little... jarring, to realize she's, y'know, doing it.

And then sometimes said duties are more thrust upon her. Say, for instance, sometimes Bruce is out of the city dealing with League shenanigans, and Alfred is at Wayne Enterprises for the day, and, well, someone has to pick up the phone when the school calls. And someone has to, subsequentially, drive to the school to pick up the student in question when the story comes out that they've gone and gotten suspended. For example.

She didn't really sign up for 'parental', but this feels a little parental. You know what? She's doing it anyway. C'est la vie. Something something should've read the fine print. ...She likes Bruce's kids, okay? She's not gonna leave any of them hanging. ...Buuuut she also should probably not leave the situation unaddressed. If only to be able to say they'd 'had a talk about it already' when Bruce - or, heck, Alfred - gets home.

"Alright," Selina states, coolly, after about, oh, three minutes of silence in the car. "Spill. You're stuck for the next 15 minutes. Longer if I detour. And I will if I have to. So tell me what's going on."