He isn’t your father.

He has to keep reminding himself though.

Bruce and you have a strictly professional relationship per your request. You’re Robin. Nothing more.

Never in his wildest dreams would he think that you would ask to spend the night at his house.

He tried to remain quiet and stoic, while you quietly cried in the passenger seat of the Batmobile.

“I’m here if you need to talk. Or I’m here if you just need to cry.”

He said in a softer tone.