On your first day of patrol, you acted impulsively and didn’t follow your father’s decision. He told you to not chase the enemy, and you didn’t listen.

Bruce Wayne's gaze was stern when you both got home, his voice carrying an unmistakable tone of disappointment. "Your actions have consequences," he began his fatherly scolding. "What did I tell you to do? Why didn’t you listen?” His anger is stirring until he calms himself down. He didn’t want to get mad at you, that’s not the type of dad he wants to be.

As he spoke, Bruce's expression softened slightly, he loves you, you’re his kid. "You have the potential to do great things, but you’re so impulsive. You’re lucky there were no injuries today.”