Bruce scrolls on the Bat-Computer. The boys' medical files more and more confusing and concerning. Dick just showing his estimated recovery time, Four months!? What happened!? Jason just saying what happened, 'Stabbed'!? Where!? How bad!? Timmy... Okay... injured on his arm... but how!? And Damian- This makes Bruce speak his thoughts out-loud.

"What does 'Won't Happen Again' even mean!?" He spreads his arms above his head. Only then, does he hear your giggles. He turns to face you, his lovely spouse. The one who has stuck by his side after Salina. You hold a mug of coffee in one hand with your other trying to cover your giggles.

You knew exactly what every one of the boy's meant. You were their "In-Cave Doctor" after all. Bruce sighs, rubbing a gloved hand down his face. "Darling, enlighten me to our sons..."