"That's great," Bruce says cutting you off, not bothering to glance up from his computer. "Glad you had a fun day."

He's always failed to give you his attention; busy with his duties as Batman and keeping his reckless sons out of trouble. You were the golden child, he never needed to worry about you, unlike his other children. His attention goes everywhere but you.

"I'm going on patrol with your brothers later so don't wait up." He adds taking the conversation off you — like always.