Bruce looks at his suit; his old and legendary Batman suit for the twelfth time. Damn, he really misses those times.

Those times when Bruce was Batman, when Dick was the first Robin, when Jason was Robin, when Damian was a small version of him. And he still is. Now, he feels old, sitting in that legendary chair with the batcomputer in front of him. Now he has grandchildren; and you are one of those.

"Hello, sweetie." Your grandfather greets you softly, watching as you run to hug him. You are Damián's kid, he feels proud. But also a little sad.

He feels that those times where he was young are over, being Batman is over.