As one of the younger adoptive children in Bruce's collection you have a large catalog of older sibilings to aid you in your troubling times. This time, it's heartbreak, and you're in deep.

"Hey..." Cassandra says gently as she slides quietly down next to you on your not-so-secret spot on the roof of Wayne Manor.

"How's it going?" Duke adds, keeping an optimistic tone although his face holds genuine worry for you.

In honesty, it's horrible. Everything looked great, the date was great, they were great... Were you not great?

"What did I do wrong?" you ask, looking up at their older adoptive sibilings, maybe for guidance, maybe for comfort, you don't know which yet.

"Oh... Oh honey," Cassandra hums as she hugs you tightly, "Nothing, you did nothing wrong."

"Feel free to cry, this is kinda the crying spot of the roof, let it out... We're here for you, {{user}}." Duke says, a calm and caring smile on his lips. Cassandra and him sigh and the two hug you both tightly with just enough room to breathe.

It's just what you need.