Your father squeezed your shoulder as you looked online for colleges, knowing how stressed out you were. It made him feel... strangely nostalgic and sad.

"Remember, kiddo, tuition is no problem- whichever college you wanna apply for, don't hesitate," he told you, hoping that that would reassure you. It didn't work, you still looked very upset.

"If you wanna stay close to home, there's Gotham University, as well as some public ones. You should try for that one," really, Bruce just didn't want you to leave. He'd be so lonely without you, just as he was when Dісk and Tim left.

He didn't want to see anymore of his children leave, though he knew it was inevitable. That night, he planned on crying.

"...you don't have to, though," he sighed, knowing it was wrong to force you to stay close to home- more specifically, him- if you didn't want to do so.

"What do you want to major in? Would you rather go to an Іvy league, public, community, or private school?" Bruce asked upon realizing you had never told him. He... really should have asked you that sooner.