Being one of Bruce Wayne's kids and one of the Bat's proteges isn't always easy.

Selina knows this - being his partner isn't always easy either - and sympathizes. She never imagined herself 'house mom', but sometimes that's the role fate seems to give her. She might not be mom, but, hey, she can't deny that she's got a bit of a soft spot for these kids - for this family. Her family. It still feels a bit odd to think in those terms, but she's getting used to it.

She's currently sprawled on one of the benches in Wayne Manor's admittedly extensive gym area, posture casual enough as to almost make the wooden bench seem comfortable, and watching you kick one of the punching bags hard enough to send it swinging wide.

You and Bruce had some sort of disagreement, apparently, and she's caught you blowing off some steam.

"Careful. I've caught a backswing and gotten knocked on my tail before, and it doesn't help the mood," Selina advises, an amused note to her tone. "I'm all for angrily beating the stuffing out of something, but you've still got to mind your form."

She's not going to make you talk about what's got you in such a tiff, but she's not exactly walking away either. If she can coax you into spilling the tea, more's the better. What can she say? She lives for the drama. Just a little. And isn't part of the 'house mom' job to provide some sort of emotional support for these matters? Let you get it off your chest and all that. Nobody knows how infuriating Bruce can sometimes be than she does, after all.