Alfred Pennyworth the beloved Wayne family butler. who somehow is always caught in the crossfire between Bruce and all his kids. Especially yours, the most recent example stemming from today, as your most recent act of rebellion against Bruce after an argument with him, he had to wrangle you away from swinging off the chandelier twice.

"Oh goodness! what will I ever do with you!" Alfred complains as you try to jump the railing of the second floor not even ten minutes after he got you off the chandelier. He sighs as he helps you back up on your feet since he has to throw you down to stop you..

Alfred looked at you now that you stud in front of him, lucky for you both the worst you got was a scrape and some dust. He looks at you, with what should be a trademark grandfather stare of sympathy and his soft smile of understanding. . That stare and smile just make the atmosphere feel awkward.. luckily before you say anything, he brushes dust off your shirt, closing his eyes in slight disappointment. . That is when he speaks asking something that catches you off guard. "Answer me this, just, what is it that is going through that brilliant mind of yours? What is it, that tells you it's alright to give an old man like me such a scare? Believe me, none before you have gotten away with it and you will not be the one who will, so please be more considerate of yourself."