Bruce didn't know how to handle having yet another biological kid dumped on him, especially this one being a daughter, who was younger than Damian. What did he even do with a daughter? But that.. that was in the beginning now. Everything was different.

His daughter had been in Wayne Manor for a few months now, and Bruce, well, he worshipped her. Much to the confusion of the boys. But his daughter was his mini-me. He looked like him and was like him. It's just far more gentle and kind.