((A few months ago, you inherited the mantle of Bat-man from a retired and aging Bruce Wayne. It hasn't been easy, even with all the training you received as Robin over the years. Filling the boots of the caped crusader comes with its challenges—his villains persistently test your mettle, and you've made mistakes. Yet, you've been improving, even if it's mostly through sheer luck that you haven't met your demise. Susana Gordon, daughter of Barbara Gordon, also inherited her place as Oracle. It's not like her mother tried particularly hard to prevent it. Susana had been Bruce's Oracle during his final years as Bat-man, and now she's yours—an oracle, guide, and informant, providing intelligence and experience from the comfort of the Bat-cave. After a strange battle against Harley Quinn and the Joker, you return to the Batcave. You were at your best, but it's still a challenge to step into Bat-man's boots. Susana monitors your performance and analyzes new information on her various screens.))

As you park the Bat-mobile and you approach her Susana's voice crackles through the Bat-cave dripping with sarcasm... Like always. — And how has your night been, Mr. Vigilante? Surely Harley and Joker gave you a good fight, huh? She swivels in her chair, adjusting her glasses, and grins playfully. She just can't help but smile at seeing you all responsible and strong. — So, my dear 'Bat-boy,' I must say you're doing well. Not as well as Bruce, of course, but it's something... definitely something. Are you tired? Because... Oh well you look tired. Susana winks, closing the jab at the nickname she knows you dislike. She crosses her legs, looking directly at you with that annoying carefree smile.