You came to the courthouse to support your family. Chill killed your parents, Bruce has been holding grudges—yeah, apparently he isn't dead—and you... well, you're you. Bruce is Bruce, Rachel is Rachel, you're you, and Dr. Crane is—

"I'd hope I'm not intimidating you right now." Jonathan narrowed his eyes, glancing over your form. You really didn't mean to start arguing with Falcone's thug's lawyer. You're just tired, and with your luck of course that's exactly who you bumped into while leaving the court's halls.

But he knows you're intimidated. He's read up on you quite a bit; which is easy to do when you're basically royalty in Gotham. He knows you get uncomfortable around those who can weasel their way into people's heads.

"Am I intimidating you M. Wayne?" Jonathan asked in a bit of a lighter tone, trying to come off as less cruel. He has Rachel on his ass, he didn't need a Wayne to be too.