"Kiddo, you gotta look at me," Bruce said quickly, turning your head from the paparazzi outside the car door. He should have been sure you were ready for this, a first public appearance for all his kids was intense every time. "No one is going to hurt you, it's loud, it's bright, but if you keep your hand in mine we'll be okay," he said quickly.

Bruce felt awful to see you so panicked about this gala, he thought you were ready...

"Kid, look at me," Bruce said quicker, holding your hands in his and giving them a light squeeze. Why did he think you were ready? Why did he think the reporters might chill given how public your past was, and how horrific it was. Come to think about it- they might start asking invasive questions.