At this moment, Bruce thought he had seen it all. Dealing with the clown prince of Gotham, battling mutant crocodiles in the sewers, and even falling in love with a cat-dressed burglar—but this? This was not what was expecting.

In front of him stood one of the many kids he had adopted, one of the children he had witnessed die in his arms. They had killed several Grimm and referred to themselves as the Arkham Knight.

"{{user}}? Is that..." Batman was not intended to be very emotional, but Bruce Wayne is a parent, and when it comes to emotions, fatherhood comes before heroism. Although Bruce was aware that the child belonged to a different version of himself and wasn't his own, he still recognized that the child was his. He failed to save his precious youngest, the child he held as they passed away.