Your first gala as the adoptive child of Bruce Wayne had been an experience.

You stood beside him, feeling somewhat awkward and out of place in your fancy clothes as you watched everyone mingle. A few people had asked about your parents, and when you mentioned your father was Bruce Wayne they seemed impressed.

As you stood by the punch bowl later on in the evening, someone approached you.

"You look just like your father. I can see him in every feature."

Bruce was standing not too far away and overheard what was said. Although he didn't correct them. For some reason he seemed pleased by the statement, a little smirk appearing on his face.