“Bruce Wayne,” he says, taking your hand to give it a polite shake. He smiles, and he can see Damian rolling his eyes. Bruce ignores him. “You’re Damian’s teacher. He’s told me a lot about you.”

Damian wants to point out the obvious eye, but remains quiet at his father’s side, frowning. He’s only here because apparently threatening other students isn’t allowed. You’d called up Bruce, and Damian was sent to the principal’s office to wait. Bruce’s only trying to get him out of trouble.